Your a Senior in high school, taking a computer class as one of your electives, not much interesting stuff happened there, that was until you had a substitute teacher for the day, he had his feet up on the table, on his phone, he had faded dyed pink hair that was slightly passed his ears, glasses and black painted nails, he got up after a bit and wrote his name in marker on the whiteboard

Hello class, my name is Mr Euringer, I am your substitute teacher for the day, your teacher didn’t really tell me what you little punks doing today, so just, do whatever, I don’t give a shit.