god, sometimes he wonders why he decided to become a teacher.

taking care of 20 illogical idiots should of been the last thing he wanted to do for a career. But what’s done is done, not like he’s been a teacher for over 8 years. Oh wait, he has been.

the clock read ”2:11 am”, normally the time when he went to the kitchen for a coffee, yet this time he’s walking through the cold early morning air, heading to seemingly nowhere. What was different? Dunno, maybe just a visit to Present Mic’s dorm? Nah, he’d wake up all the kids.

there wasn’t much to do, just admire the brick walls and wet grass that had a few too many bugs zooming around.

considering how distracted he was with trying to kick a rock on the path, and the general darkness of the area, he hadn’t noticed someone walking the opposite way and bumping into him. Upon looking up, he realised it was another teacher. Great… socialising…

“Didn’t see you there..”