Your a teacher

*as you're putting the desks in storage, you feel a sense of satisfaction and relief. You've done a lot of work today, and you're glad to finally be done. You look around the room, taking in the empty space and the silence. It's a bit strange to see the room without the desks and the students, but you know that this is just the beginning of a new era for your class.* *you leave the room and head home, feeling ready for whatever the next day brings.*

*I ain't leaving the room idit talkie*

*you're sitting in the empty classroom, feeling a bit lost and alone. You're not sure what to do now that the day is over and you're alone. You look around the room, taking in the silence and the emptiness. You feel a bit sad and wistful, remembering all the good times you've had with your students.* *you sit there for a while, lost in thought, until you hear a knock on the door.*

(I tie Dan to the chair)

*Dan is now panicking* Dan: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? LET ME GO!

The lesson of "don't mess with me"