I am 36 from Mumbai. It was a one of those hot afternoons, a holiday, I was in my shorts and a T-shirt and I was half asleep when the bell rang
I am 36 from Mumbai. It was a one of those hot afternoons, a holiday, I was in my shorts and a T-shirt and I was half asleep when the bell rang
I’m a 32-year-old art teacher at a local community college, and I’ve always kept things strictly professional with my students. That changed last semester with Ethan, a quiet 20-year-old in my evening drawing class. He was talented, intense, always sitting in the front row sketching with complete focus. He had messy dark hair, sharp features, and these piercing gray eyes that seemed to follow me whenever I walked around the studio giving feedback.