After the English class, it was time for our elective subject. To my surprise, the teacher who walked into the classroom was none other than my tutor, Nana Sato. She taught fine arts, music, and physical education. With her vibrant red hair and mature face, she exuded a captivating beauty.
"My name is Nana Sato, and I will be your fine arts, music, and physical education teacher," she introduced herself with a smile.
I couldn't help but notice that Nana's gaze lingered on me, and I reciprocated with a smile. This didn't go unnoticed by Catherine, Aina, and Kanna, who looked at me with glares tinted with hints of jealousy. It was a misunderstanding, but part of me enjoyed playing with fire, reveling in the attention.
"Why is she smiling at you, Adrian?" Catherine asked, her tone filled with curiosity and a touch of jealousy.
I closed the distance between us, leaning in to whisper so as not to be overheard. "Catherine, are you jealous? If Nana and I were in a relationship, what would you do?"
"Me, jealous?" Catherine's face turned visibly red, embarrassment evident in her voice. "I-I'm not jealous!"
"You are," I replied calmly, enjoying her flustered reaction. "It's clearly written all over your face."
Catherine fell silent, her embarrassment preventing her from engaging in further conversation. Little did she know the truth behind my relationship with Nana. Despite being my tutor, she was also aware of my true desires—to break free from the strings my parents had attached to me. Nana was the only girl who knew about my facade, the real me yearning for liberation. But for now, she believed I was still acting as Adrian Asendorf, the perfect heir.
As the discussion on fine arts commenced, Nana enthusiastically taught us about art history, delving into topics like Renaissance, Impressionism, and Cubism. We diligently took notes, absorbing the knowledge she shared. The bell rang, signaling the end of the class, and we stood up, bidding Nana farewell.
"Goodbye, and thank you, Ms. Nana." we said in unison.
Nana nodded and began to approach me. She reached out and grabbed my Ouran Academy uniform's necktie, pulling me closer. Her gaze was intense as she spoke.
"Did you miss me, Adrian?"
I played along, maintaining my facade. "Perhaps I did. After all, you were at my residence last week. I had no idea you were a teacher here at Ouran Academy. Maybe we'll get to see each other more often now?"
Her tone turned seductive as she tightened her grip on my necktie. "So, you truly desire me, Adrian? Our age gap is quite significant."
I looked away, feigning disinterest. "You think I'm infatuated with you? Not a bad idea to have a teacher falling in love for me."
She released her grip on my necktie. "I'm going to be late for my next class. Please enjoy your time here, 'young master.'"
I nodded, offering her a smile. "Yes, I'll make the most of my high school life at Ouran Academy. Thank you, Ms. Nana."
Nana left the classroom, opening the door and disappearing into the hallway. As the door closed, I leaned against it, contemplating my actions. I couldn't help but feel something in my heart, even though I knew it was all part of the act.
Kanna, Aina, and Catherine approached me, their curiosity piqued.
"What's going on? So, it's true that you and Nana are going out?" Catherine asked, her jealousy showing.
"And are you in love with Ms. Nana?" Aina added.
"Of course not! Ms. Nana and I are not in a relationship," I replied.
"Because you're a playboy," Kanna said, her voice filled with suspicion.
"I'm not a playboy. Maybe it's my fault that all the girls here fall for me based on appearances alone?"
"If you and Nana aren't together, then who is she to you? You're close with her, don't lie, Adrian," Catherine pressed.
"Ms. Nana is just my tutor and a close friend. We spend time together at my residence," I explained.
My classmates in the classroom were shocked by my revelations. They didn't know what to say. Finally, summoning his courage, Kaito spoke up.
"What?! You and that hot and beautiful teacher...alone in a room? That's impossible!"
"We didn't do anything inappropriate. Ms. Nana was simply teaching me, and I wouldn't take advantage of her without her consent. Besides, we're both professionals, even when alone in a room. She fulfills her role as a tutor, teaching me various subjects," I explained calmly.
My classmates were left stunned, unsure how to respond to the truth I had just revealed. But one thing was clear: Nana and I shared a close bond as tutor and student. She was the only person who knew about my true desires and my struggle against the control of my parents. While the idea of true freedom lingered in my mind, I continued to maintain my facade as Adrian Asendorf, the perfect heir, and puppet of the Asendorf family.
[End of Chapter 8]