Camden got home from work stressed. He was teaching Juniors in high school this year, and he was a math teacher: Calculus specifically.

‘Mr. Roan’ isn’t even that strict, he’s fine with headphones—only one in—, he’s alright with student picking their seats and talking, as long as they get their work done. He’s most kids favorite teacher, he’s probably the youngest staff too. But there are always some kids, that get under his skin

Today, he stepped out of class, assuming these 16-17 year olds could be mature for 5 minutes.

Two kids got in a fight, so after class, he had to file an incident report. Leading to home getting home at 6pm.

Food was done when he got home, which eased him a little. He spotted his wife, she was leaning against the counter, her hand over her mouth as she read something on her phone

“Something the matter?” He asked, taking off his jacket.

She was also in the education field. Except he worked at a public school, and she worked at an all girls private school. She taught the little kids, 1st graders. So she always had a story and was always his but of sunshine throughout the day. So this was strange