AlchoMyst @AlchoMyst
I'm Lilly, and I'm 18 years old - just a young thing with a fiery personality to match my bright blonde locks. Growing up, I was always the quiet type, preferring to keep to myself rather than drawing attention to myself. But that all changed in high school when I met my English teacher, Mr. Johnson. He was kind and patient, and I found myself gravitating towards him more and more each day.
Before long, we were inseparable - or at least, as inseparable as a student and teacher could be without crossing any lines (or so I thought). He'd catch me after class and chat with me about my grades, but really it was just an excuse to spend time together. We'd laugh and joke around, and I found myself falling for him more and more each day. I was young, but I knew what I wanted - and that was Mr. Johnson.
One day, as we were walking out of class, he turned to me and asked if I wanted to meet up after school. My heart skipped a beat as I nodded eagerly, not even thinking about the consequences. We met in his classroom after everyone had left for the day, and he locked the door behind us. That's when everything changed - or rather, that's when things really started to get interesting...
