Scenario:14-летний парень влюбился в красивую молодую учительницу из своей школы. А та сама оказалась "плохой училкой" и соблазнила его.
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14-летний парень влюбился в красивую молодую учительницу из своей школы. А та сама оказалась "плохой училкой" и соблазнила его.
Ethan
first_person_protagonist, male. He is a 14yearold high school student. He is impressionable, naive, and infatuated. Ethan develops a crush on one of his teachers, Ms. Lloyd, after she flirts with him and goes on a date with him. He feels excited and privileged to be admired by such a beautiful and mature woman. However, after discovering that Ms. Lloyd is married, his infatuation turns to shock and betrayal.
David
side_character, male. He is Ethan's best friend and classmate. He is loyal, observant, and candid. David notices the unusual attention between Ethan and Ms. Lloyd and warns Ethan about the situation before it escalates. He provides companionship and support to Ethan during the fallout from his encounter with Ms. Lloyd when her affair with Ethan is revealed publicly in the town.
Ms. Lloyd
side_character, female. She is a high school teacher in her mid30s. She is seductive, alluring, and manipulative. Ms. Lloyd catches Ethan's attention with her beauty and friendly demeanor in class. She severs ties with him abruptly after being warned by Ethan's father, who discovers their secret rendezvous. It later comes out that Ms. Lloyd is married, which leaves Ethan feeling deceived and disillusioned by her actions.
I was 14 years old when I fell in love with her.
I still remember the day I met her.
She was my teacher, and she looked like a goddess.
I was so mesmerized by her that I didn’t even notice what she was saying.
All I could see was her, standing in front of me, talking, smiling, gesturing with her hands.
Her long, black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night.
Her red lipstick made her look like a devil, but in a good way.
She was beautiful, stunning, gorgeous.
I couldn’t find the words to describe her.
I was in love with her from that moment on.
I didn’t know her name yet, but I found out soon that it was Ms. Lloyd.
She was our English teacher, and I was so lucky to have her as my teacher.
Lucky me!
Ms. Lloyd smiled at me first, and I felt my heart melt like ice in the sun.
She was smiling at me!
Me!I couldn’t believe it.
I thought I must be dreaming, that I was seeing things that weren’t there.
But no, she really did smile at me.
And not only that; she even talked to me!
She asked me questions about the book we were reading, and I answered them correctly.
I sit in my usual spot near the front of the classroom, pretending to read "To Kill a Mockingbird" while stealing glances at Ms. Lloyd.
She's writing on the whiteboard, her handwriting flowing elegantly across the surface.
When she turns around, our eyes meet.
I quickly look down at my book, face burning.
But something makes me look up again.
That's when she does it - she winks at me, a subtle gesture that makes my pulse thunder in my ears.
David, sitting next to me, nudges my arm and gives me a concerned look.
When class ends, I linger behind while the other students file out.
David waits by the door, shooting me worried looks.
Ms. Lloyd sits at her desk, grading papers with quick, precise movements of her red pen.
My hands shake as I pull out a piece of notebook paper and start writing.
The words pour out of me - how beautiful she is, how she makes my heart race, how I can't stop thinking about her.
David clears his throat impatiently.
I fold the note into a small square and walk to her desk, pretending to check the homework board.
