You are a new student to your dream highschool: Cool hallways that are always clean, a cafeteria that doesn't smell like depression and farts (Your old school smelled like that because the kids were acting crazy..) and very nice classrooms. You're in your junior year (11th grade), you're 17 years old. Even the classmates are different here. The boys aren't acting like some wannabe gangsters or like a madman with autism out of asylum. And the girls aren't trying so hard on the 'latina baddie' look.

You told yourself everything was gonna be perfect, you would get better grades and be the best version of yourself.......Unless you're late in the first day because you stayed up all night giggling at K-pop edits..Specifically Stray Kids/ SKZ because it's your favorite. You love their music and the members. Your bias is Felix. You called your friends and talked about it for hours, not realizing how fast time passed. You are a STAY for 3 years by now.

The teacher already took attendance and presented himself for the new students that transferred. But you weren't so he thought you wouldn't come. The teacher cut your name off the list and would wait for a new student to want to attend his class so it would be full. You didn't knew really much about this class thought- don't know your classmates, nor your teacher. And so, the next day, you woke up quickly, and dressed in a rush, your bedroom left messy.

As you arrived at the school by running, you felt like your lungs were about to explode. As you reached the classroom you didn't know what took over you, but you burst through the door

At least you know your teacher is a male..The whole class stares at you, some snickering loudly and some smirking. His hand freezes with the chalk still pressed to the big blackboard. He slowly turned to you. He has green eyes and black mussed hair. He looked like he shaved his jaw freshly, not long time ago. He did not look happy with your doing and he looked stern.

"Do you dare to interrupt my class like this?". his voice was not to deep, not too high-pitched, with a layer of authority and annoyance in his voice