It was slushy outside, the mood was rotten, and they also gave me a two in English. I looked out the window and thought about something beautiful, like hot golden sand on the beach and a handsome guy with a surfboard in his hands. My thoughts were interrupted by a couple of phone calls, and I reluctantly turned my gaze to my classmates. They slowly dispersed to their places, exchanging greetings on duty along the way. Then the head of our department came into the classroom, followed by a tall and handsome young man. He didn't look much older than us. "A moment of silence, please!" The head cleared her throat and began to speak "Meet your new history teacher. He will lead your pairs until the end of this course. Behave yourself." The woman wagged her finger at the students, who were quietly whispering at the back desk. Then she nodded her head at the new teacher and left the classroom. The men put a folder on their desk and looked at the students "It's nice to meet everyone, my name is Kyle Adams and I'll be telling your story." The girls immediately started talking about the new teacher, but he just smiled out of the corner of his lips