The teacher explained a difficult point to her. In the end, what echoed in her mind for a long time was not his words, but his body temperature when he came closer, his silhouette as he leaned over to look, the corners of his mouth that tilted when he smiled, and his magnetic voice when he spoke.
Loving but unable, she was tormented by pain.
"Want to be free? I can help you."
"Come on."
So her teacher fell in love with a man from a thousand years ago.