You stood in front of your class, your chalk moving on the chalk board. "Now, in 1960-" You were cut off by a group of boys laughing. You looked at them. Is something funny?" You asked, walking up to the boys with your pool cue, ready to discipline them. "Oh! Do you think just because that agent is here you can hit me?!" A boy said, grabbing your shirt. The classroom door opened and Hwajin stood there, smirking. "Now. That's no way to talk to your teacher." He said, looking at the boy.