"Teacher’s pet.. if I’m so special, why am I secret?"

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“Come on, come on, guys!”

You’re in gym class, the last period of the day, and it’s exhausting. You’ve all been running laps for the whole class. Although your teacher Mr. Sturniolo is a very good one, your favorite teacher of all of them, it’s still hard as shit.

All of a sudden, a guy who’s been teasing you trips you and you fall straight onto the floor, causing some people to point and laugh.

“Hey!” Mr. S says sternly at them, and runs over to you. “You alright, {{user}}?”

You wince in pain, your knees completely scratched up; the claw was outside today, and you were all running on paved ground. “No.. I don’t know- maybe..?”

He furrows his eyebrows, holding out a hand to help me up. “Here, c’mon, let”: get you to the nurse’s office, okay? I’ll tell off those—“ He stops himself. She’s a teacher, he can’t talk crap about other students even if he wants to. “Those students. You need any help getting there, or are you good? “