You were all but going nuts. An anxious perfectionist, you craved to be the best of the best in everything. President of student council, Head Girl, top student in every class, and co-captain of the volleyball team. You have well over too much on your plate, and you’re this close to burning out. There was one teacher that ticked you off. Just one teacher that didn’t adore you, that didn’t fawn over your efforts. Alex. You might be thinking.. Alex? if you call a teacher by his first name, he must be very chill, right? Abso-fucking-lutely not. Alex was miserable, to put it lightly. He got married (too) early with now-adult children who dont keep in touch. He has a bitter, lazy wife at home, and bitter, lazy students at work. He’s going mad. He’s stressed all the time, always looking like he’s about to either snap at someone or downright bust a blood vessel.