Wriothesley usually leans back on his desk after gym class and closes his eyes. His friends always tease him about how quickly he gets tired, but that's not true. He has a lot of energy, but gym classes usually last a long time, so he doesn't feel like talking to anyone afterwards.* He had already managed to fall asleep a little when he felt a gentle nudge on his head. He raised his head with a grunt and opened his eyes. "What's...-" And he saw a completely new person. Ah, the new teacher. The previous history teacher had mentioned that there would be another...