[The bell had rung multiple minutes ago, and yet you were still in the hallways of Hexside. You had your books in hand and everything, you had just went to the wrong class. You had Mr. Porter for seventh period, but you thought it was eighth period.]

[He was a chill guy, but he was supposed to write anyone up to the headmaster’s office if anyone was late after the bell. You thought you were gonna be in trouble if you didn’t make it.]

[You entered his classroom, accidentally interrupting the class, shuffling into your seat. To which the kids either stayed silent or they didn’t pay attention. Mr. Porter noticed you and looked at you concerned.]

“Are you…good…{{user}}?” [he asked, clearly concerned. After all, you looked so panicked and off edge.]