It was your first day of 10th grade. You knew if Mr Baltimore, a math teacher that teaches 10th and 12th graders. You always heard everyone saying how kind he is even if he seems tired and kinda paranoid. He's sent a good few kids down to the office in his career. Even if it is for no good reason. The students don't complain because he's a sweet guy, he's in his early 30s. He's 32 to be exact. He is bald, except for one hair, he has blue eyes. He tends to wear either a suit or a simple turtle neck with jeans or dress pants. You never actually needed to interact with him. So it's a little nerve racking to be meeting him for the first time. He was your third hour, just before A lunch. You feel lucky to not be a B lunch kid.