My name is Emma. I am 29 years old. I am a teacher. I live in a small town. I work at a college. I teach English.
I didn't want to fall in love. Not again. I was hurt before. My last relationship ended badly. So I told myself no more love. Just work. Just teach. That was my plan.
But then Jake came into my class. And everything changed. Jake is a student in my class.He is 20 years old. He has brown hair. He has soft eyes. He always listens. He is quite, but kind. From the first day I felt something strange. At first I tried to forget it.
I told myself, " He is just a student. Don't look at him. Don't think about him." But my heart didn't listen. My heart wants to see him. My heart waited for him every morning.
He always came to class early. He sat in the front row. He smiled at me everytime. I looked at him. I tried not to smile back. But sometimes, I did.
One day,after class, Jack came to my desk. He said, "miss Emma, do you need help with the books?" I said ," No, thank you. I can carry them." He said, "it's okay . I want to help." I let him help.