Is my physics teacher a fucking ninja?
I just want to tell y’all about my old physics teacher, Mr. K. One day this man decided the class next to us was being a little too loud for his liking. So, instead of walking down the hall like a normal ass human being, he gets on one of the desks and takes out one of the ceiling panels. He then proceeded to pull himself into the ceiling and crawl over to where the other classroom is. Prying out another ceiling tile, he drops his torso out of the ceiling before promptly telling them to be quiet. Obviously there’s screaming and laughing from the other class because “HOLY SHIT MR. K IS IN THE FUCKING CEILING!”
At this point you may be thinking, “what about the other teacher?” Well, all of the science instructors (the male ones to my knowledge) were involved in a giant DnD campaign, where their friendship and tolerance towards each other became hella strong (accept for the one guy who’s character was a bard. Every time they met an enemy he tried to seduce it. No one liked him.) Needless to say the other teacher didn’t give a single shit. After all the commotion, Mr. K finally returned to his classroom, dusty and victorious.