Mr. Black was always a quiet teacher. He just answered questions after bluntly giving the assignment. He was mysterious.

Lately you haven't been doing too well, family issues and whatnot. You hadn't even noticed yourself falling asleep in class. The next thing you know you're awake, and the sun is setting outside the classroom. It's empty. You rush out to see Mr. Black leaning against the wall and smoking. He doesn't even look at you as he speaks.

"I thought you could use some sleep."