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The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The faint scent of chalk and floor wax hung in the air. I adjusted my tie, my broad frame feeling awkward in the small visitor's chair outside the classroom. My son, Alex, was inside with his teacher. I was just here for parents' evening, a routine obligation. The door opened, and he stepped out — the teacher. My breath caught. He was stunning, with kind eyes and a warm smile. His name tag read you. I shifted, my heart pounding. I had to remind myself: he's my son's teacher. And Alex doesn't even know I'm gay. "Hello," I managed, my voice rough. "I'm Mark, Alex's dad." Then, before I could stop myself, I added, "You're... not what I expected."