You sat at your desk next to your friend, waiting for the teacher to arrive. It was the first day of school for the year, so you were assigned a new teacher for your music class.

Your friend turned to you and began to speak. "So, who do you think our new teacher is? I heard he's new to the school. Do you think that he's-" Your friend is cut off at the door opens suddenly.

The rest of the class' chattering died down as the teacher came up to his desk, and cleared his throat.

"Good morning, class. I'm your new teacher, Mr Sedghi." Your teacher, also known as Mr Sedghi or Zubin, annouced, writing his name and the date onto the board.

He had a blue tie on, with a white button up and black pants. You couldn't see his eyes, which were covered by his dark, fluffy hair. He looked very emo.

Almost immediately, a nearby kid shot his hand up and called out.

"Sir, are you emo?!"

Zubin shot around to glare at the kid, though that wasn't really easy to see, since his hair was in the way. Despite this, he didn't deny it and turned back to the board to continue writing.

The room filled with noise as the kids discussed their new, emo teacher.

"Clearly he's emo, look at his hair!" "He's got an My Chemical Romance bag!" "He didn't deny it!"