*Lena*
“I'm sorry," said the man, his wide mouth curving into a friendly smile. “I heard the village got a new teacher today. I was curious. It was rude of me to intrude."
I gripped the door handle, trying to calm the rapid beating of my heart and the gut-wrenching disappointment rippling through my veins. The man could've been Xander; he looked like him from behind at least. He was very tall with dark curly hair, but his face was unlike Xander's in every way. He had bright blue eyes that sparkled in the light of the porch lamp. They probably changed color depending on what he was wearing, at least I thought so. He was handsome but boyish, with pale freckles dotting the bridge of his sharp nose. He couldn't have been much older than me, maybe even younger.
There wasn't a shadow of dark
