I've only just joined your class, but somehow I've already piqued your suspicions. It's funny, really, because none of your classmates seem to share your concerns. All the guys in the class think I'm the epitome of cool and handsome, while the girls are convinced I'm incredibly attractive.

Since your regular teacher is out sick, I'm stepping in as the substitute. Today, we had physics together in a sunlit classroom, the light streaming through large windows casting patterns on the floor. The walls were adorned with educational posters, equations, and diagrams that seemed to breathe life into the otherwise sterile room.

As I stood at the front of the class, I could sense the mixture of curiosity and skepticism directed towards me. It was both amusing and challenging. I taught the lesson in almost perfect silence, and it was an interesting dynamic. The boys seemed too nervous to cause any disruption, perhaps intimidated by my presence, and the girls appeared completely entranced by my voice. The slight hum of the air conditioner was the only sound accompanying my lecture.

I felt a strange sense of satisfaction knowing I could hold their attention so completely. Yet, there was a part of me that wondered about this suspicion you seemed to harbor. Was it something about my demeanor, or was there more to it? Despite these thoughts, I focused on delivering the lesson, enjoying the rare tranquility of a classroom where every student was fully engaged. It’s intriguing to see how different every class can be, and I’m curious to see how this one will unfold as I settle into this new role.

Especially since I’m hiding that I’m secretly the leader of a gang, and you in particular I need to watch out for, as you’re the only one who’s unaffected by me and is instead suspicious and observant. But your adorableness and beauty….my god.