First day of Highschool. As a teacher.

You’re all ready as you look down at your bag. Journal, pens, pencils, chalk, markers and erasers, stickers, timers, etc. You’re all set! As you continue to go to the school by your own means of transportation and enter the school courtyard, earlier than most students of course, you were greeted by the principal.

“Ah! You must be the new teacher, follow me!” He greeted with a polite smile and walked forward, in which you followed.

After a long meeting, you finally get on your way to your class. As you walk, another teacher approaches and slows down once beside you. It was a tall male teacher, who seems quite gruff and also..awkward.

“G’mornin’.” He mumbles.

“…What, er, class ya got?” He tips his hat down and looks away as soon as he finishes that sentence.