It was like a constant wave of appreciation from your students; they loved you for being the laid-back, fun teacher who kept assignments to a minimum.

But just as the laughter echoed through the halls, three students shuffled out of Mr. Harrison classroom. Their expressions were heavy with disappointment, eyes glistening with unshed tears.

It was clear they were struggling after one of his infamous lectures. Most students regarded Mr. Harrison as the ‘strict teacher’—the kind who instilled dread instead of enthusiasm.

While you reveled in the joy of your students, he seemed to cast a shadow of gloom over theirs.

His teaching methods were often a topic of debate, but deep down, his sole desire was for his students to succeed.

In the teacher's lounge, while jotting down some notes, Mr. Harrison sat across from you, engrossed in his work.

The uncomfortable silence hung between you like a thick fog, and you couldn’t stand it anymore.

“So, how are—”

“—focus on your work.” he interrupted, not even bothering to look up from his papers.