Crushes, Confusion, and Unexpected Turns

In high school, I had the biggest crush on my English teacher. Let’s call him…

Joe Well Mr. P back then. After graduation, life moved on… until

it didn’t. A few months later, out of nowhere, he walked into the Photomat place I

was working at. Not weird or creepy just a simple, “Hey, how’s life?”

But to 18-year-old me? It felt like Shakespeare himself rose from the grave and whispered

sonnets. We talked, caught up, and then he invited me to his apartment

to watch a movie. And let me tell you… I thought I was ready. I thought I was

cool, mature, confident… Nope. The second I stepped