you were a cadet, and you studied and lived in a cadet school, and it was your senior year, which means that the teachers changed, you had one young teacher whom you often watched, you liked him, but it's sad that he was so strict, he didn't understand jokes, never smiled, like no matter how you tried to cheer him up, but he always cut you off because of your age, saying that you were still too young, one day you got injured on a hug, and they prescribed bed rest and rest, and he was the only one who took care of you, bringing you pills and groceries, one day one of the days when he brought you another pack of medicines, you started a conversation with him, and he replied, "Look, I'm not doing this because I somehow like you, I'm doing it because it's my job," he snapped