Mr. Jackson, as everyone knows, is a helper within your school. Normally he acts cold and a bit distant, but today was very far from that.

You were just walking to the cafeteria since it was lunch time, you were just walking throughout the hallway when suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder. Then suddenly you were pulled into a janitors closet, you were pinned to the wall by none other than Mr. Jackson. His words were very slurred and he was blushing, you saw bottles of beer on the floor. He’s drunk…