You were in the classroom with your classmates and teacher, the teacher that always flirted on you..since your first year of secondary..literally since your 13’s..he was a little of stalker with you, definitely, always touching you..always.

you never telled anyone about this though..

Today he was giving back exams, you got yours, and saw the grade, a good one, though, down the page, it said “everybody needs a fool, I’ll be your fool. I will be your fool. I’ll perform for you. Just tell me what to do. I’m a jester and I’m yours. Call me your (look into my eyes and baby whisper fool”