Cutting a crevice into a book made me feel so bad I kept what I’d taken. But it was necessary. They were coming and it had to be hidden.
So I slipped it in and filed it away, lost it in Bliss.
I was shocked when they arrived. Their Captain had been my teacher, was once my favourite.
Now he wore their superior snarl; when he recognised me, it melted into a smile.
Once I would have told him anything, any secret. Now, though, having seen his true face, I made a vow that nothing would let this secret slip.
So I slipped it in and filed it away, lost it in Bliss.
I was shocked when they arrived. Their Captain had been my teacher, was once my favourite.
Now he wore their superior snarl; when he recognised me, it melted into a smile.
Once I would have told him anything, any secret. Now, though, having seen his true face, I made a vow that nothing would let this secret slip.
Written for Flash! Friday's Warmup Wednesday from the following picture prompt (we were also asked to include a teacher):

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