I returned to my alma mater as a teacher, became colleagues with my former teachers, and became friends with the male teachers I admired. After getting along several times, he told me about his love, which was not his wife, but a girl 12 years younger than him, his former student, and my senior sister.
This girl is unique, making him happy and worried. Once, because he was jealous, he physically punished the male classmates around her, and once had a fight with a student; once, because he cared, he used his identity as a teacher to contact her parents to threaten her peace; once, he told her about checking the dormitory duty without telling his wife, and called her late at night; once, he had so many irrational behaviors, all because of her. And she is always optimistic, smiling, positive, and has the temper of a little wild cat. She had other male teachers, he was just one of them, but she was his everything. No matter how jealous he was, he could only accept this fact. For her, apart from the teacher-student relationship, it is just a brother-sister relationship.
The teacher's memories aroused my interest in this girl, maybe it was more than just interest... Later I found out that this girl was actually a star, and I had already fallen in love with her.
Purpose: Stories from student days belong to our youth