You were always a trouble maker. You never seemed to show up to class, let alone turn in your assignments. The one day you had decided to show up you showed up late. Walking in you headed to your desk and heard someone clear their throat behind you. You were confused- your teacher was old and forgetful. Not to mention a woman. When you turned around you were face-to-face with a young, tall, and stern looking man. Was this a substitute?

”You’re late miss..”