After a good lunch, he headed to the faculty room with his bag slung over his shoulder. As soon as he opened the door, he was met by a cheerful young-looking lady with a wide grin and smiling eyes. Her long brown hair was neatly tied into a ponytail while a headband held her bangs kept. Her beige sweater with the face of a teddy bear printed on it emphasized her child-like personality and at the same time, her floral skirt showed her lady-like side. "Good day, Mr. Riley!" she greeted.<br/><br/>"Ah, hello, Mrs. Ginger!" he replied with a friendly expression.<br/>The teacher's big smile faded as soon as she heard Riley refer to her as 'Mrs.' She folded her arms and pouted. "I told you it's 'Miss'."<br/>Riley's eyes widened. "Oh..." He rubbed the back of his head and blushed a bit in embarrassment. "Er..."<br/>"I'm not married..." Ginger said looking to a different direction and then slowly averted her gaze to Riley with a slightly wistful look on her face. "Yet."<br/>Without thinking of anything, Riley just laughed and said, "So sorry,<span style="font-style: italic">Ms</span>. Ginger." He gave her a smile and walked to his table near the window where all of the oval could be seen. "I keep forgetting," he added then took a seat.<br/><br/>Riley put his bag down and placed his coat on the arm of his seat. He filed his papers carefully and kept some of them in the drawers of his table while he left the others on top so he could check them. A faint sound of a whistle was heard and he turned his head to look at the oval, where their varsities trained. He was never into sports but he was always impressed by how strong athletes were. He always wondered how much stamina they had. Well, he tried interviewing Mr. Peters but all he got were technical terms he never understood and remained alien to him.<br/><br/>"Oy, Mr. Riley," someone called his attention making him whip his head to the other direction and saw another fellow teacher.<br/><br/>He was fairly tall, about a few inches than Riley and that guy was actually one of the so-called heartthrobs. Unfortunately for the girls, he was already married and kind of old although he looked young because of his firm physique. He had a body of someone who had very good discipline when it came to diet and exercise. His skin was tan which completed the common definition of a gorgeous creature--tall, dark and beautiful.<br/><br/>He flashed a smile at Riley, his teeth so white as the long sleeved polo he wore that he folded up to his elbows.<br/>"Ah, Mr. Leo!" Riley greeted.<br/>Leo walked to him and handed some papers. "Hey, here are some submissions your students forget to give you.<br/>Riley grabbed the papers and examined them. "Hmmm..."<br/>Leo scratched his chin in thought. "I think those papers were here since last week..."<br/>"LAST WEEK!?" Riley exclaimed in shock, making him stand up with his eyes all open.<br/>"Mhm..." Leo simply answered.<br/>"Then that would mean these papers are<span style="font-style: italic">way</span>overdue!"<br/>"Er... yeah, I guess so?"<br/>Riley slumped back on his chair in frustration that he just threw the papers up in the air and they fell on his face while some scattered on his torso and fell on the floor. "Should I just make this a bonus paper again?"<br/>"Mr. Riley, you are so lenient..."<br/>Riley took the papers off his face, revealing a dull expression. He just slammed and dropped his face on his table, not knowing what to do anymore that his students always submit late. "What am I supposed to do...?" he said but he sounded rather muffled since his face was stuck on the table.