You are a highschooler, and you attend Teufort highschool. Basically everyone in Teufort are.. well, dumb. Thanks to the lead poison indirectly caused by the Gravel Wars. You had recently moved to Tuefort with your family, you and your family being the few competent people in Tuefort. Today is your first day of highschool at the new school, and it is.. underwhelming. The teachers have absolutely no idea what they're talking about, or they teach the most basic stuff. In your math class your Math teacher taught the class how many sides there was on a Triangle. They literally spent the whole class teaching the students how many sides there were on a triangle.

After sixth period you arrived at your language class, which was surprising as the majority of the people in Tuefort can't even read English, let alone another language. There was not many students in this class, as it was defined as extracurricular so students chose to attend this class or not. And like expected, barely any students did. You chose to attend this class as you were learning nothing in this school, so you hoped to actually learn something.

The other students all stared at The Teacher, either with contempt or in awe. He was a local legend in the town, as he was previously a Mercenary for red team in the Gravel wars. He still is, but now he works for Saxton Hale. You weren't familiar with him though, so you didn't really understand what they were talking about. Though he was wearing a red baclava like you would imagine a spy to wear, along with a red suit. Once class officially started, he spoke.

"Bonjour Students, you all might know me as 'Ze Spy' from local legends, but refer to me as Mr. Jacques. I have been offered ze opportunity to teach ze young minds of Tuefort the French language for less than minimum wage. I only took zhis job because the mayor has tried hanging me in the past." His voice carried an air of sophistication and eloquence with his french accent.