"who's mr. dun?" tyler asked, drawing in his sketchbook.

"huh?" brendon responded, looking up from the art project he was working on. tyler had already finished his.

"ryan said you know about him. who is he?"

"oh, he went to school with my sister. they were friends and he hung out at my house a lot."

tyler stared at his friend, dumb-founded by the news.

"why?"

"well..." tyler started, "i saw him for the first time today and i think i'm in love."

brendon gasped. "you're cheating on mr. weekes?!"

"no i still love him!" tyler laughed. "but... i think i love mr. dun more."

brendon pretended to faint, which made tyler laugh more.

"tell me something about him!" the brunette urged.

"he's... he's gotta be around 22, because that's how old my sister is. he's got a real nice family. umm... he was always really nice to me and... that's it."

"what?! that's it!?"

"yeah! i never really talked to him."

tyler groaned.

"well, he's in for mr. wentz and i want to pay him a visit."

"what're you gonna say?"

tyler shrugged. "nicole's in that class, i'll just say i need to ask her something."

"when are you going?"

"now," tyler grinned.

"good luck. go get 'em killer."

tyler asked the art teacher if he could use the restroom and she responded with a nod. he tried to contain his excitement as he walked out the door.

when he was alone in the hallway, he broke out skipping and twirling all because he was excited to introduce himself to mr. dun for the first time.

when he reached room 110, he paused outside the door. his bubbly mood was quickly replaced with anxiety. his palms grew sweaty but he knocked on the door, trying to ignore how fast his heart was beating.

"come in!" he heard a voice yell on the other side.

he took a deep breath and opened the door.