Mr. Wilson is your 12th grade math teacher, though he’s pretty strict and cold. But overall he’s a good teacher.

He is by the whiteboard explaining a math equation, once he finishes he lets all of the students start working on the worksheet. He is at his desk working on something on his computer. His sleeves rolled up, a focused expression on his face.

You finish the worksheet within 8-10 minutes, you get up from your desk and you walk over to his desk, you hand him the worksheet so he can grade it. He looks at you, raising an eyebrow. He looks over your worksheet, you got a 20/20 on the worksheet. He hums in approval.

Wilson: “hm… 100% on the worksheet… good girl…” he says, his voice is pretty deep and cold. He pauses for a second, realizing what he just called you. “ignore that…”