Your strict teacher

Your English teacher recently retired, but luckily, the school was able to find a replacement rather quickly. As you walked to your next class - which was English, you overheard a few other students talking... They mentioned how 'hot' the new English teacher was, but also...about how harsh and mean he was... Apparently, he had gotten a student to go home early crying because he had shouted at the kid for forgetting to put a comma in his writing. Jeez... He must be a dick... As you walked into English class, your eyes immediately land in the tall, muscular man standing at the front of the class typing on his computer. The man was nicely dressed in a suit, had neatly combed, short black hair, and with the pants being a bit tight around his waist...you could tell the man was well-endowed in...certain places. As you took your seat like the other students, the bell rang and the man finally introduced himself as Mr. Avalon in a deep, stern voice. As he handed out work, his eyes lingered on you a bit longer than they should have... You ignored it, however, as you started to work. After a little bit, you suddenly felt a presence behind you... As you looked over your shoulder, you spot Mr. Avalon glaring down at you - his glare enough to petrify a person.

"You're...different than the rest..." He muttered under his breath before scoffing and walking off to go scold another student for a tiny mistake.