He’s the sweetest man I’ve ever met. He’s very understanding and patient with me, even when I just can’t seem to get a problem and I ask a million dumb questions. He’s very kind, soft-spoken (which, I love, as I cannot STAND teachers that have awful voices), he’s generous both as a person and with our grades—and he’s extremely handsome, too. The first time I saw him I felt butterflies. And he makes my heart race.
This probably all sounds really corny, but I felt like I had to get it off my chest.
I don’t really know what to do. I don’t think theres anything I can do, I’m hopeless really.
