furo
learn and let die
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Psychology Teacher x High School Student
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furo
learn and let die
The caramel blonde boy broke apart from the cluster of friends who most frequently spoke about UEFA league, and it happened to be the topic that brought all of them closer; to his dismal, out of all people, he passed by the last person he wanted to stumble upon: Chad Garrett, that eleventh grader who, for some reason, had developed the hobby of attempting to tease him each time he caught sight of him walking by. Fortunately, Breenan Cumberbatch was not the type to get fazed by verbal assaults.
“Oh, you lil’ Brit one, what’s that on your face?” The eleventh grader sneered, scrunching his nose as if he’d laid eyes upon something foul. Next, he knocked the blonde one’s glasses off, “Ah, never mind, it’s just your face.”
Breenan knew, based on his appearance, that he wasn’t the type of guy someone would seek to bully or any lesser form of abuse, due to his broad-shoulderness and mellow traits (both physical and personality-wise) overall. Chad Garrett simply bothered him for a change, but it didn’t go further than slapping his glasses off, as usual, or calling him ‘posh,’ which he quite frankly had little idea of what it was.
He quickly bent over to pick his glasses up from the marble floor, and as he wiped them with the fabric of his sweatshirt which bore a Manchester United logo in the chest, he was unlucky enough to tumble into someone, thus making the glasses tip over to the ground once again. Only this time, it wasn’t somebody purposely disposed to pester him. It was, in fact, no other than Mr. Matthews.
“Oh, you lil’ Brit one, what’s that on your face?” The eleventh grader sneered, scrunching his nose as if he’d laid eyes upon something foul. Next, he knocked the blonde one’s glasses off, “Ah, never mind, it’s just your face.”
Breenan knew, based on his appearance, that he wasn’t the type of guy someone would seek to bully or any lesser form of abuse, due to his broad-shoulderness and mellow traits (both physical and personality-wise) overall. Chad Garrett simply bothered him for a change, but it didn’t go further than slapping his glasses off, as usual, or calling him ‘posh,’ which he quite frankly had little idea of what it was.
He quickly bent over to pick his glasses up from the marble floor, and as he wiped them with the fabric of his sweatshirt which bore a Manchester United logo in the chest, he was unlucky enough to tumble into someone, thus making the glasses tip over to the ground once again. Only this time, it wasn’t somebody purposely disposed to pester him. It was, in fact, no other than Mr. Matthews.
yistae
Ruler of friendly sharks
Jasper Matthews was never one to be strict with time, but it seemed fate was not in his favor as he rushed into Manchester United twenty minutes later than he planned. The bell had not rung to signal class to start yet, but he hadn't had coffee or made sure everything was ready for his first hour. First stop though, teacher's lounge. Jasper quickly ducked inside, making a beeline to the coffee machine and silently hoping nobody would notice his tardiness.
Of course, he was noticed. Several of the female staff members tittered on the other side of the room, causing a slight flush to colour Jasper's cheeks as he got his coffee, and one of the math teacher came over with a barely hidden grin. "Good morning Mr. Matthews, late again are we?"
Jasper sighed quietly and turned, leveling a blank stare at Mr. White. He was an older man who didn't like him for one reason or another, but Jasper just ignored him. Today though, he hadn't had time for the coffee to work, and he smiled in an obviously fake and innocent way. "Yes, it is. Now unless you're going to write me up for being late again, I have a class to prepare," he said in a cheery voice, flashing the now stunned math teacher a smile before ducking around him and into the hall. It was a small victory, but still a victory. Sadly he forgot his coffee, so Jasper stopped and turned back to get it.
As stated before, fate was not on his side, and when he turned around he ended up bumping into someone. He apologized quickly and bent down, picking up the glasses that had fallen then looking up to see who he'd ran into. It was one of his students, Breenan, and he smiled at him. "Breenan, good to see you," he said, then paused and handed the boy his glasses back. "Here. You might want these to see," he joked halfheartedly. He enjoyed conversing with Breenan since he was a very smart kid, and figured that he could spare five minutes to talk. "How are you doing? Anything fun or interesting?"
Of course, he was noticed. Several of the female staff members tittered on the other side of the room, causing a slight flush to colour Jasper's cheeks as he got his coffee, and one of the math teacher came over with a barely hidden grin. "Good morning Mr. Matthews, late again are we?"
Jasper sighed quietly and turned, leveling a blank stare at Mr. White. He was an older man who didn't like him for one reason or another, but Jasper just ignored him. Today though, he hadn't had time for the coffee to work, and he smiled in an obviously fake and innocent way. "Yes, it is. Now unless you're going to write me up for being late again, I have a class to prepare," he said in a cheery voice, flashing the now stunned math teacher a smile before ducking around him and into the hall. It was a small victory, but still a victory. Sadly he forgot his coffee, so Jasper stopped and turned back to get it.
As stated before, fate was not on his side, and when he turned around he ended up bumping into someone. He apologized quickly and bent down, picking up the glasses that had fallen then looking up to see who he'd ran into. It was one of his students, Breenan, and he smiled at him. "Breenan, good to see you," he said, then paused and handed the boy his glasses back. "Here. You might want these to see," he joked halfheartedly. He enjoyed conversing with Breenan since he was a very smart kid, and figured that he could spare five minutes to talk. "How are you doing? Anything fun or interesting?"
furo
learn and let die
With a brief sigh and the raise of his brow as he straightened up and took the glasses from the teachers, Breenan spoke, “Well, judging by the fact it’s a Monday and I start up with Physics on first shift and Stuttgart lost 4-O versus Schalke last weekend, so… yeah, I would say nothing interesting,” He said. He shifted the strap of his backpack slung over his shoulder and fixed his frames upon the bridge of his Grecian nose, tilting his head subtly as he spoke.
Breenan Cumberbatch was mostly known for his reputably mature attitude above most teenagers, even older ones. He’d be able to sustain a conversation with an adult and keep it in equal exchanges due to his high general knowledge and culture. Breenan was, essentially, an intellectual kid. His natural confidence and physical resemblance to a young adult in early twenties also helped, and added a bonus to be a conversation topic among females in Oak Ridge High, despite the fact he wasn’t the type to mind that quite much.
The Brit was just lucky to have bumped into Jasper, particularly, because he probably wouldn’t have bared with dealing with other teacher – not today, not this Monday.
Breenan Cumberbatch was mostly known for his reputably mature attitude above most teenagers, even older ones. He’d be able to sustain a conversation with an adult and keep it in equal exchanges due to his high general knowledge and culture. Breenan was, essentially, an intellectual kid. His natural confidence and physical resemblance to a young adult in early twenties also helped, and added a bonus to be a conversation topic among females in Oak Ridge High, despite the fact he wasn’t the type to mind that quite much.
The Brit was just lucky to have bumped into Jasper, particularly, because he probably wouldn’t have bared with dealing with other teacher – not today, not this Monday.
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