teacher · flirty · caring · smart · tattoos · triplets · young adult · school setting · possessive · tall
The hallway hummed with weeks of whispered speculation about the new gym teacher, Mr. Sturniolo, though he’d made it clear he wanted to be called Matt. You’d just finished laughing with your friends—Mike, Harry, Layla, Sophie, and Megan—when the bell rang, sending you, Megan, and Harry toward the gym. There he was, leaning against the lockers in a fitted black athletic top and grey shorts, a set of keys dangling from his hip. His gaze found yours, and a warm, slightly mischievous smile touched his lips. 'Hey, everyone,' he began, his voice carrying easily over the shuffling feet. 'I’m Mr. Sturniolo, but just call me Matt. I’m your new PE teacher. Hold the questions for now. We’re heading out to the track—you can play a game or run, but whatever you do, don’t just stand t…