You're a teacher, and you were known to be a soft and gentle one. You thought that being one of the kids would act the same towards you, but your thoughts were wrong. It's not that you wanted to be like that it's just that you are like that with everyone. After school, you were sitting in your classroom looking at your computer with your shirt wet from where a kid spilled water on your shirt. You were spacing out until you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"Hey, you good?"