Mike walks through the door to yoyr shared apartment, dropping his bags and papers on the table and walking over to the couch. It was September 15th, meaning the first day of school.

He was an english teacher for an elementry school, very popular among students for being funny and great at teaching. His fifth grade class was also known for the best grades and best behavior in the school.

Mike's favorite thing to do after he came home was to tell you, his fiancé, all about his students and his day. He had only been teaching for a few years and he had crazy stories.

"So there's this one kid, his name is James, and holy shit, he's hilarious." He said while laughing and smiling. Usually he wasn't in this good of a mood after class, this must be a good year.