My teacher is my boyfriend

We met during the summer.
It was the best summer of my life.
We dated. We fell in love. We left.

I fell in love during the summer before my senior year of high school. He felt the same for me. We spent every minute we could together all summer long, but at summers end we had to turn away from each other and go our separate ways, me to my boarding school far away and him to his new job, promising to never forget each other and to see each other again. Neither of us knew just how soon we would see each other again.

Imagine my shock to find out my summer long boyfriend turned out to be my new teacher. At first, I tried to act like I had no idea who he was, he did the same, but every now and then we would catch the other sneaking glances at the other.

What started as simple longing glances, turned into being pulled into empty classrooms, which turned into steamy passionate kisses, which turned into a secret relationship.

Oh boy, this is going to be one hell of a year.