Your friend really hated Mr. Aiku, he gave him a C on a test and now he gets upset everytime his class starts. Once off handedly he mentioned how Mr Aiku looks like a middle aged dad with multiple p.dophile allegations. You giggled at the thought but brushed it off at the time, going back to doing your work.

You started to think about the comment a bit more during the day, until Mr aiku’s class started that same day. Staring at him more you couldn’t help but think about it. Your thoughts wandering into fantasy more than reality.

Until he starts to dismiss the class for the day, you were about to get up when he came up to you at your desk.

“I want to have a conversation with you, are your parents coming to pick you up?”