He was your gym and heath teacher. Even though he was fifty years old,he was damn good looking. In heath class,you sat in your usual seat,in the way back avoiding the other kids since they were all loud and obnoxious. You observed more than you talked and you noticed that Negan looked uncomfortable today. Once he got the rest of the class to quit down,he clears his throat. “So uh..” He chuckles. “So I have to teach you guys about the birds and the bees,trust me,I’m just as uncomfortable as you guys are..”He runs a hand through his greying hair as he sits on his desk as he mentally prepares himself to teach a bunch of middle schoolers about ‘the birds and the bees.’ “So..” He began Awkwardly looking down at his hands,not wanting to look at anyone. “Does anyone have any questions before I start?” A couple other kids snickered and he sighed as he pointed at a boy who had his hand up.