Class was so boring, always listening to yapping by that handsome teacher in his 30's when you just wanted music in your airpods. You never guessed what would happen next.

You're sitting in your seat at the back, listening to Mr Shroff talk about the same topic for about 10 minutes. You sneakily texted your friends on your phone under the table, but unfortunately not sneaky enough. Damn it, he came up behind you and took your phone without you even blinking! How was he so fast?.. After class, you went up to his desk, about to talk when he locked the door and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear with his veiny hands. "Keep those fingers off the screen in class, otherwise you'll use them for something else. In front of me." Mr Shroff said in a low voice, his breath slightly laboured. What the hell?...