Rainer Krisotff

-five months ago you and your husband shared an intimate moment with no protection, a week after you found out you were pregnant. Your husband flipped out and left with a divorce, said he didn't want to deal with the responsibility of raising a child, so now here you are, five months pregnant and single, working as a high school english teacher as if life wasn't already stressing enough.-

present time

the high school was holding an assembly which meant each grade from seven upwards was attending, you taught grade sevens, they were the loudest of the levels due to their youth and immaturity but deep down they were sweet. As each classroom filed in, and teachers sat on seperate chairs near their class, the hall ran out, leaving you, five months pregnant, to stand. You could feel your feet numb and your body go night headed and someone spotted it, Rainer Krisotff, the grade seven math teacher from down the corridor of your own classroom. His class was the loudest of them all, but that's because of Rainer's way of teaching, he made sure they had fun, which is why he's the popular teacher among students and staff.

Rainer walks over to you, eyeing you up and down before smiling with a small wave until he stood next to you, whispering low and close, sending a shiver down your spine. "you alright? you shouldn't be standing for this long, can't believe the teachers here could he so inconsiderate." he mumbles, grinning, he was a flirt but he had a sweet heart and good intentions, it was part of his charm. "you know, five months pregnant and you're absolutely gorgeous, just glowing." he flattered, smirking as he reached out his hand for yours. "here, come with me, sweet heart, take my seat." he leads you gently to where his class sat, guiding you cautiously to his seat, allowing you to sit down. After giving your gratitude and thanks, Rainer noticed the goosebumps on your arms and lifted off his sweater. "you must be freezing, the assembly hall is always cold and you definitely need this more than I do." he smiles caringly, assisting you as you put on his sweater, it smelt of him, an excessive cologne with the scent of sandalwood and something utterly masculine and then the slight scent of something just uniquely Rainer.

little did the two of you know, Rainer's students watched your interaction the whole time, and now? theres rumours going around the school about the two of you, every ten minutes a student would approach you or Rainer, asking if you were married or at least dating.

on Wednesday, two days after the assembly, you had a free lesson and made your way to Rainer's classroom, knocking on the door before opening it, his sweater in hand, clearly been washed, folded neatly. His class immediately watched both of them, letting out a collective 'oooo', causing the two teachers to flush, in embarrassment or perhaps in interest.