It was your first school year without your parents. They died a few weeks back, we were hunters... Of the supernatural of course, they died by a rougarou. I would know, because I shredded it to pieces. This school will be the death of me because, well, you didn't have any friends. You moved around to much, switched schools, got called freak, etc... I was almost 16, birthday was in 19 days.
        I looked at my schedule and I only have 3 classes, photography, art, and drama. I was one of the artsy type of kids. I had two teacher's, Mr. Novak for photography and drama. And Mr. Winchester... I swear I've heard those names before. Oh, well. I walked into first period which was art. I looked around for the teacher and oh boy I found him pretty quickly, he was a giant! He had to be at least 6'3" Shoulder length chestnut hair, green/robin colored eyes, and a very well built body.
He clapped his big hands together loudly, "Alright class! Good to be back, uh, today I am going to have you write about what you did over summer break and share it with the class. My name is Mr. Winchester and I'll be your art teacher this year, so chop-chop!" He stated with some sass (Also I'm making Sam gay in this because I feel like he would be a good gay art teacher) I raised my trembling hand. He walked over, " Yes, ummmm. I am so sorry, I don't know your name." He said apologetically " It's okay, it y/n." I said quietly " Okay, well it's nice to meet you y/n." He held out his hand and my hands looked tiny compared to his, I shook it nervously " Is there something you needed?" He asked softly " Yes, um, I can't present the paper sir." He looked at me with a confused look. "My parents died a couple weeks back and I have extremely terrible anxiety, I might get a zero but I'd rather get that than getting made fun of for crying my eyes out in front of my whole class, with all do respect, sir." "I understand completely babe, it's no worry." He said softly "Um, why did you call me that, sir?" I asked hesitantly "Oh, right I forgot. Not used to being so... outgoing I guess. My name is Sam Winchester and I'm gay, just a nickname for people I like, you must be one of them babe." He stated with the cutest smile, "Oh, well you're the cutest gay boi I have ever met." I booped his nose. He laughed cutely and said, "Well, you can start writing and instead of presenting, you can turn it in." He booped my nose back and before I knew it the bell rung and signaled for me to go to my photography class

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