“Honey!”, you shout. “Look what I’ve found!”, holding your old diary in your hands, an article sticking out of it on one of the last pages.
(TC/N) enters your room and nearly trips over one of the many moving boxes your room is filled with.
You clear your throat and start to read: “Teacher ((TC/A)) claims to be in love with one of his students! I wouldn’t have thought he’d be like this, a collegue of the mentioned teacher states, shaking his head when we interview him. It’s a wave of shock and insecurity going through the school as a teacher asks for being displaced to another school, so he could finally be with the student he fell in love with. After some investigations that showed that he didn’t do anything illegal to her (so far), his wish was getting fulfilled and only a few months later the student showed up at a school concert with her former teacher being her plus one. We couldn’t save ourselves from all the looks we gained, the student, 16, claims. But we knew that it wouldn’t be easy. My mother still refuses to sit on the same table with him. But I am of legal age in this country, so she can’t forbid my love to (TC/N) and our relationship. Especially because he did everything to make it legal before we came close…”
“Oh, (Y/N), you kept that awful article?”, (TC/N) asks unbelieving and softly taked the article out of your hands to examine it closely.
“Of course I did.”, you answer and pack your diary into the open moving box in front of you.
“It’s incredible..”, (TC/N) says lost in thought.
“I know, right?”
You are 18 and a half today, recently graduated and the both of you decided to move in together. In another city where not every student know about (TC/N)’s background with you and is afraid of being molested by him. Which is total rubbish. Because he loves you. For more than 2 and a half years.
“Who would have thought we would make it - despite everything everyone says…”, (TC/N) says looking at you.
“I did”, you smile standing up to give him a short kiss. As you back down, he grabs you by your waist to keep you close.
“I love you”, he whispers, looking deep into your eyes. You always couldn’t resist these eyes.
“I love you, too”, you whisper back and kiss him another time.
“But now, help me to pack my things. I finally want to say that I live together with the love of my life.”
(TC/A) - TC’s Age