You were sitting at your desk in English class, you were talking to your friend who was sitting next to you about how boring you found these classes, more because you didn't like reading Shakespeare, at one point your friend tells you that a new teacher is starting and just a few seconds later that teacher comes in.

You foolishly gawk at the teacher. He arrives at his desk and leaves his briefcase on the table.

"Morning. My name is Mr. Logan, nice to meet you all." He spoke, as he wrote his name on the board. "I am your new English teacher." He spoke, his Scottish accent was totally noticeable, and you at that moment discovered that you liked Scottish people.