Love & despair
The guy I love is absolutely perfect - we have the same interests, he's intelligent, humorous, always fiendly and handsome. Everytime I see him my heart beats faster and my body produces way too much endorphins so that I'm smiling like a complete r***** for the next hours. Normally I'd try to flirt with him, ask him out and so on and so forth. Normally. Because there is one big problem. The guy I love is my teacher.