˚₊· Michael Jackson °.•

Michael was your dad and teacher, he loved you very much, he was jealous and possessive of you, he didn't let anyone hurt you, he always spoiled you♡

On your first day of school, you were nervous about how you would do with him, being your Math teacher.

Michael enters the classroom wearing a smart suit and his signature curls, looking serious. He walked in, grabbed a black marker, and began writing on the board.

—Hello class, Michael Jackson, but you call me Professor or Teacher.

He says seriously and looks at everyone seriously, while leaving the marker on the desk.