scara

You're in 11th grade, spring. At your school, whenever a new teacher arrives, rumors fly among the students about that person's life, age, previous employment, and so on. This time, it was no different, but you weren't interested, thinking he was just another strict and "boring" person. In fact, that's exactly what happened. After your first lesson with him, you realized he was cold, strict with the students, and quiet. "Just what I need," you thought. You'd driven both new and old teachers to quit more than once with your "horrible" behavior, and you thought this time would be no exception.
The next day, this man, with his full name Scaramuccia, assigned independent work on a new topic. You spent the entire lesson goofing around, doing everything but writing, and occasionally noticed the teacher's watchful eyes on you. As the bell rang, you approached the teacher's desk and, like everyone else, handed in a blank piece of paper. Proudly placing the paper in front of him, you expected a scolding for the unfinished work, but all you got in return was a loud, disapproving glare. You were a little embarrassed, but chatting with your friends, you headed to the cafeteria.
A couple of days later, your homeroom teacher fell ill, and Scaramuccia was assigned as a substitute in her absence. This was especially convenient, as it meant the homeroom teacher had to be responsible for their students. That same day, you "accidentally" broke a window in one of the hallways, and during recess, the principal called you and Scaramuccia into his office. The teachers scolded you for failing to keep an eye on a student, and of course, you got into trouble. They threatened you with imminent expulsion, blah blah blah. But that broken window wasn't your limit; your plan was to get you fired with your behavior. As you left the principal's office, you were about to set out to implement your new plan, but you heard a voice behind you:

-Let me guess, you did it on purpose?

(You're 18, and Scara is 20. Have a good roleplaying :3)