Wrong Love

She strode to the next class. Her red hair was tied into a low ponytail, leaving a few tresses to hang around her forehead. She had nervousness on her face as this class she was going to had a new teacher, the former one got retired. The former teacher liked her a lot as she was a really good student. 'Biology' She thought and opened the door of the classroom. As she opened the door, she found a young man, probably a few years older than her, sitting on the teacher's seat and reading a book kept on the desk. His right hand was on his forehead, twisting his dark blue hair occasionally and the other hand was turning pages. He kept biting his lower lips.

"Umm... Sir?" she found herself calling. He looked up at her as his blue eyes met her dark purple ones. He gestured her to get in and sit wherever she liked. She sat in the middle row, the second bench, right in front of the teacher's table. He kept reading the book while she was staring at him, examining his features. 'Thin lips and broad shoulders. Looks pretty young. Seems studious too,' She thought before pulling out a large book. She could smell his strong cologne brimming inside the classroom. 'That playboy scent! He does not know it, does he?' She thought but started studying instead of wasting time. Slowly, the room started to fill with students.

Finally, he closed his book and looked over to the class full of students. He stood up, picked up a chalk piece, and wrote on the board behind him, 'Kane Yamashita'. He brushed his both hand, dusting off the chalk powder. He looked back at the class. Sitting on the teacher's table, he said, "I hope that will make you less curious."

"Yes sir," the class said in chorus even though the girls were heard to be more enthusiastic. He smiled charmingly and said, "Good! So if you have any questions, go on." One of the male students raised his hand and asked, "Sir, you seem to be a bit young to be a teacher, a biology teacher to add to that. What are your qualifications?"

Kane chuckled and replied, "I understand why you had that question. I was homeschooled so I completed my studies early and did a master's degree at the age of 20. I am right now 22." This somehow put most of the girls under some spell and they were a bit attracted to him- too young and attractive teacher was a rare thing for them. Some more students started asking him questions that eventually revealed that the retired Biology teacher was his grandfather and he knew about the students as told by his grandfather. The girls started to as some personal questions which made him uncomfortable but he did not show it.

"Are you dating someone?"

"No"

"What is your type?"

"I don't have one."

The bell rang and he felt a bit comfortable as the questions stopped. He sighed and thought, 'I forgot how hormone-driven teenagers are.' He smiled nonetheless and announced, "I remembered your old Biology teacher had a favorite student." Everyone turned to look at the red-head, Salima.

"Salima, is it?" He asked in a bit of confusion. "Yes, sir," she replied nervously.

"Help me bringing some books," he said politely unlike other teachers who would order. Everyone else left while she kept her books under her desk. She got up and followed Kane. They came back into the classroom a few moments later with some books from the library.

Salima could again smell his cologne because of which she made a low 'Urgh!' Unfortunately for her, Kane heard her low sound and asked confusedly, "What was that about?" She knew she could not make an excuse now, so she just said the truth, "Your cologne, sir. It is considered the playboy scent in the school." She pushed some of her hair behind her ears, thinking if she had messed up. "It is one of the reasons why the girls were drooling over you," she said nonchalantly.

"Urgh!" he sighed, "I sometimes forget teenagers are so horny." A tint of red made its way on her cheeks as she said, "You're not supposed to say that word, sir!"

"What word?" he asked innocently. "That word," she said embarrassedly, "The H word."

"What H word?" he said again, this time in a teasing way. She didn't say a thing, just kept quiet. After a moment of silence, she said, "I don't want to get detention by saying that." He laughed loudly. Patting her head, he said, "You are so cute." She looked down in embarrassment, her face was red like a tomato. They stayed like that for a moment until he realized that this interaction with a student was unnecessary and a bit wrong.

Kane stepped back a little and said, "You can go now." Salima immediately took her stuff and went out without saying a think. Kane was embarrassed and flushed, thinking what he just did.

For some days for the next two months, Kane used to take a glance of Salima every now and then while teaching in the class. They would sometimes make eye contact and look away immediately. Most of the girls paid a lot of attention in his class and always ask questions. Their eyes would just look at his face even when they did not understand a shit.

Salima would give brilliant answers in class that made most of the girls envy her. She would even talk to Kane after class. They would make jokes and laugh about stuffs. Salima felt a little tightness in her chest every time she talked to him. She slowly started to grow a crush on him. She would many times ask herself- 'Will he even feel the same as me?', 'What if it's just me who feels like this?', 'Is he just trying to be a good teacher or is there more to it?'

She would always talk to him all friendly and nicely. Kane was quite unaware of her feelings. He had his reasons. It was his first time feeling this way towards anyone so he did not know how to react.

...

"Sir," Salima said as the class ended. Standing right in front of him, she continued, "I heard your grandfather is here. Can I meet him?"

"Meet him?" Kane found himself saying, "You want to visit him?"

"Yes!" she nodded along with her answer in enthusiasm. A bit of redness came on her cheeks. Kane smiled, that charming smile of his, and answered, "Sure! Come around Five in the evening. He'll be there."

"Okay," she stupidly finger-gunned him and then nervously smiled. She strode out of the room ASAP and sighed. 'What the fuck, Salima?! What was that about? Why were you not normal?'

The same was with Kane. He was flushed when she walked out.'This is wrong, Kane. She is your student. You should not have such feelings for her.'

...

Salima peeped from behind the wall and saw the entrance of the house and an old man locking the door. She stepped in front of him and called out, "Sir, How are you?"

The old man turned to her and said, "Oh my! Salima!? I am fine, child. How are you?" She smiled and replied, "I am fine too."

"Kane told me you are coming. I have to go somewhere and I'll be back in a while. Why don't you go inside and make yourself comfortable?" he said and gave her the keys. He had always trusted Salima so he was fine giving her the keys of him house.

Salima went in and locked the door from inside. As soon as she removed her shoes, she heard Kane yell from the first floor, "FUCK!"

She sweatdropped but nonetheless entered and went to the Living room. She sat on the couch and rested a bit. She heard footsteps and Kane walked down. He saw her sitting there. He was wearing a hoodie that had car ears on top of it's hood. Salima blushed when he saw him, he looked cute. He pouted and said, "Yes, guys wear this kind of things too."

She giggled and replied, "I did not say anything." He came in and sat beside her. They did not share a word for a while. She was looking down shyly and he was looking at her from the corner of his eyes.

"Fuck!" he said and slapped his forehead. His cheeks turned red. She confusedly looked at him to which he said, "You are so cute." She flushed at his remark and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"Look at me," he said and sat a moved a bit closer to her. She looked at him but her head was still down. He cupped both her cheeks and planted a kiss on her lips. He didn't do much but just sucked her lower lip. She froze for a while.

He suddenly realized what he did and broke the kiss. He started to walk out of the room but before he could leave, she said, "What's wrong?" He turned back and said, "All of this. You are a minor. I cannot have this feelings and this relationship will be wrong."

"But what if we don't tell anyone? It's just a matter of a year. I'll be 18 then," she protested. He sighed and came back to sit beside her, and asked, "Do you want this?"

"Yes," she replied, "I want all of this." He gave a cocky smirk and planted a kiss on her lips. This time it was more passionate. Their lips entwined, turned in their rhythm. Their tongues touched and brushed against each other. They parted and he pinned her down on the couch. She pulled up his hoodie and removed it. He kissed her neck, biting and sucking. She ran her hands on his chest and to his back. She tightly hugged him as he pressed his weight on her.

Kane noticed the tint of red on her face, understanding that she was enjoying it. He once again kissed her, dominating her mouth. He removed her top and unhooked her bra. He kissed and one of her breast and squeezed the other. She let out a moan. Her body shivered at his touches.

They continued with removing his pants and her skirt. It was a bit awkward for them. Her teacher was naked in front of her and his student was lying naked on his couch. But even then, they did not stop.

Salima pulled him closer and bit his cheekbone and neck. And slowly, held him by his shoulder. She was equally embarrassed and equally wanted more.

Kane cupped in between her legs and slowly pushed his fingers into her folds. She was wet, like a lot. It made him really hard. Without wasting time, he put his stick into her folds, slowing pushing it inside fully, then taking it out and putting it again. Her liquid, mixed with blood, was sticking on his stick. He slowing started to get faster with every thrust. She just moaned and cried a bit in both pain and pleasure.

After they were done, they wore their clothes. Kane cleaned the couch. Salima just sat there, blushing intensely and quietly. There was a knock on the main door of the house. They both looked at the direction of the door and then looked at each other.

Kane smiled and said, "I think Grandpa is here." She nodded. He went for the door but before, he planted a small kiss on her lip. She smiled as he went for the door.

Well, they would say it is wrong, but it is love.

AHHHH! Sorry it took me so long! I took a hiatus on September then I had exam at the end of October so I couldn't update anything then too and now my laptop broke. Gosh! It is so difficult to write on mobile. My nail just keeps hitting wrong key on the keyboard of mobile and fuck this shit. I wanna kill Microsoft for creating Critical_Process_Died.

If anyone is a computer geek please tell me how to fix Blue Screen of Death with Critical_Process_Died message where I can't even boot in safe mode. I tried everything that was on Google, I think I need to use Bing now or maybe Tor.

Well, well! If you liked this one shot, then please do review. Buh-byie! Stay Safe!