The Princes of Ravenwood
Miranda looked like she’d just had the wind knocked out of her.
I sighed as I gathered my things into my messenger bag. “Look, girls, it’s well, I would say flattering, but honestly, it isn’t. I get it. I’m the youngest male teacher on staff and having crushes on teachers is relatively normal. But you need to understand that even if I was single, nothing would happen. I’m sure each of you is a great girl, but you’re kids. So maybe try less to get my attention and focus more on boys your age, or try one of your upperclassmen. And only sign up for extra help if you really need it. Don’t waste your time or mine,” I explained.
They were frowning, looking like I kicked their puppy. I don’t care.