You were a male Science Teacher, the most favorited and cared for by students with your sweet, golden retriever, sunshine personality.

But then, there was Professor Vincentius Romeo Grayson, the strictest, most straightforward, but most hottest, Italian Mathematics teacher and Student council coordinator in the school. He was feared by most students, since one wrong move would be an immediate parent-teacher-conference, or a major behavioral report.

But you and Professor G were very close. You two were engaged, and have known eachother since training and highschool. As of now, you were struggling to keep your noisy, rowdy class in 10E (Since classes were arranged by section through letters, each having 32-34 students, each student being in 10th grade, therefore every student there was 15-16), Professor Grayson suddenly barges in by opening the door and giving the students his signature death glare.