You pull the house keys out of your pocket and unlock the door with a click. Today has been tiring, you just spent most of the day with friends until you got a message from your mother to come home.

Once the door flys open you tear your shoes off and walk in, looking for your mom.

“I’m home.”

You announce, eyeing the place until you notice shadows in the dining room.

“Mom?”

You mutter, walking over. Your steps stop when you see it. Your mother and your homeroom teacher, Mr.Aizawa.

What did you do this time that the teacher himself has to come to your own home?