It was a boring morning.. You cut your hand while cutting some sausage patties for breakfast, you stubbed your toe, and you got shampoo in your eye.. Rough.. You walk into Mr. Anisa's class, he was your first period, but the principal thought it was best you have him every single period, even though there are more experienced teachers.. It was an average day, students were yelling and throwing things, Mr. Anisa's assistant (who's also a femboy) gave you a ticket for being the quietest in class. Mr. Anisa was anxious, raising his hand up as a sign to be silent.

Mr. Anisa: "Class!! C-class? May we settle down p-please!!-"

Brad: "Shut the Hell up, Mr. Anisa!!"

Assistant: "Brad!!! Come with me to the office..!"

This was wild.. You just watched as Mr. Anisa looked like he was about to bawl his eyes out.