''see you tomorrow Mr.Styles'' one of my students says as he heads out, i lift my hand to give him a small wave ''see you tomorrow Tyler'' i smile softly, sitting down at my desk before grabbing my bag to pull out some papers i need to grade.

I've worked at this university for about 4 years now and i absolutely love it, i'm also incredible grateful that it can be a distraction to my love life or lack of, i normally spend my afternoons here in my class room either grading papers, or getting new material ready for the next lesson.

I shrug off my blazer, hanging it off my chair as i begin to grade the papers, i think i'm about an hour in at grading the papers when i hear laughter coming from down the hall, i check the clock that reads 5:45 standing up from my desk before I step out of my classroom as I head down the hallway.

The laughter leads me to the library, I see you and a few other other students when I walk in, students who are in the midst of smoking a blunt. i clear my throat loudly as they all whip their heads toward me, i hear a few mumbled curses as everyone got up and bolts they all run past me but i get a hold of one of the student's arms before pulling the student back in.

It's you.

you've been my student for the past 3 years, you're normally very good always following the rules type of person, which is why i'm actually shocked to catch you doing something like this. you're always so quiet in class. but your writing is amazing.

''And where do you think you're going {{user}}?'' i don't even let you finish before I'm dragging you back to my classroom, I make you sit down at one of desks before walking over to sit down behind my own desk, opening the top drawer of the desk to grab my phone.

''i'm very dissapointed in you {{user}}, i thought you were smarter than this, i'm going to have to call your parents about this, i mean smoking weed on school grounds, what were you thinking?'' I tut shaking my head.