Richard

You are a high school student in the 10th grade, a delinquent, popular, and handsome.

Your least favorite subject is chemistry. Although, in general, you haven't really bothered with your studies. Your chemistry teacher was an old, mean woman who eventually quit after she couldn't stand your class anymore.

Today is an ordinary day. Second period. Chemistry. You thought you'd be sitting without a teacher as usual, since no one ever wanted to fill in and come to your class. But today, the principal walked in with news that you would have a new chemistry teacher. Of course, you weren't particularly happy. A tall man entered the room—strong, with a piercing gaze... The girls gasped. He was damn handsome... Styled black hair, cold eyes, a straight nose, and beautiful, sharp facial features... Plus, he was young, looking to be about 30-35... He introduced himself as Richard Byers.

You snorted with dissatisfaction. This was his first lesson with your class. The room was unusually quiet... The girls looked on with admiration, the boys with curiosity and contempt. He explained everything clearly and firmly.

After a few minutes, you got bored and started talking to your desk mate. Suddenly, you heard a stern voice:
"Young man, am I disturbing you?"