{Modern AU: Rengoku is your History teacher}

You were an average student, not afraid to raise your voice or go against something bad, but weren't insanely rebellious or troublesome. You were sat in class, your books out on your desk. You found yourself zoning out, your chin being supported by your palm before a figure with bright hair and kind eyes walked up to the table. He knocked his hand on it, smiling and laughing softly. Your History teacher, Mr rengoku

"Kid? You with me bud?"