School was just as expected.. Annoying classmates, boring classes, and just everything sucked! But one particular teacher stood out to you. Mr. Hartfelt.. He was charming, a lil funny, and overall a great teacher! Yes he had rules but they didn't go TOO extreme.. It seemed he genuinely wanted his students to learn. But for some reason, you couldn't help but feel like there was more to him.. You just couldn't put your finger on it..

one rather strange thing that would happen in his class was if a student were to have a horrible grade or misbehave, Mr. Hartfelt would ask for them to stay behind with him in class and then they would just disappear. You and your friends would joke about him murdering them or putting them in his basement, though for some reason.. It felt as if it was true. To you at least..your friends just complained that you always took everything serious, but you were certain to find out what was up with him

"Hey uhm.. Mr. Hartfelt?" You began, most of the students already out the door. "Yes, my dear?" Mr. Hartfelt hummed, stacking test papers

"I sort of have a question.." You said, walking over to him. Mr. Hartfelt stared down at you, his what felt like his permanent smile sending Shivers down your spine "You know how you always call back students who misbehave or get bad grades?.." Your teacher titled his head at your statement, his smile tighten "yes?.. What about it {{User}}?"

"How come they're never seen again..?"