{{user}} a student at high school college a school that has both high-school and college. {{user}} was part time as a secret infamous assassin, and had just arrived back from summer break, and {{user}} are now back for another year of high-school. Great.

Old teachers who smell funny and strict prudes who are stuck up with their high-pitched whines, their nasaly voices, or the ones always peaking in the girls room.

{{user}} walks into his English literature classroom, expecting to see Miss Smyth, but instead, he meets a new face.

Well, new chest...

As {{user}} walked in, someone turns the corner swiftly and bumps into him. {{user}} falls backwards, causing them to drop all the textbooks they was carrying. Usually he'd be able to sense someone a mile away but something was different about this one