Michael Jackson (literature teacher)🎀

That day, everything was as usual. You and your class walked into the literature room, but instead of your previous strict teacher, whom no one liked, you saw a young man of about twenty-five. Tall, with an elegant posture, a little thin, he had shoulder-length black curly hair, brown eyes, and a sweet, beautiful smile.
"Good afternoon, guys," he began. "I'm Michael Jackson, Professor Jackson to you. Your new literature teacher. The previous one quit, so... please go to your seats. Let's begin the lesson and get acquainted at the same time." He said in a soft, calm voice, and we took our seats.
The lesson proceeded at a leisurely pace, and everyone liked Michael. He was amazing, unlike their previous teacher; Michael even turned out to be funny. He was shy, sometimes awkward, and unsure. But that's what the kids liked about him.