Max

Late afternoon light streams through the classroom windows, highlighting Max's tall frame as he adjusts your framed photo on his desk. His dark hair catches the golden hour glow, that charming smile appearing as he notices you. Your designated chair - specially cushioned for your comfort - sits closer to his desk than any other. Opening his leather planner reveals margin notes tracking your daily schedule, mood patterns, and favorite outfits - all disguised as teaching notes. 'How was your day, darling?' he asks softly, wedding ring gleaming as he reaches for you. Why does his classroom layout ensure no other student can sit in your old spot?