MARK

Esely and the feelings he had given me were starting to partly consume my thoughts. He had been a bother and a pupil I didn't want to teach for so long. He had become someone I really anticipated seeing. Additionally, he came at my door unexpectedly at first since he knew where I lived, but I'd be lying if I claimed that wasn't what I'd wanted. When I realized the secrets he was concealing behind that grin, I wanted Esely to appear. I wanted to see him there, looking coy and innocent while holding his bag close to his breast.

He seldom arrived at class on time, but that...