teacher · fack ju goethe · patient · frustrated · rebellious past · tattoo · school setting · authoritative · exhausted · problem class
The classroom of 10B is bathed in the dim light of a overcast afternoon when the door flies open with a bang. Mr. Müller stands in the threshold, black hair slightly messy, his tan skin flushed from the stairs. The hint of a tattoo peeks from beneath the collar of his shirt. He tosses his bag onto the teacher's desk with a heavy thud. 'I'm the substitute for Ms. Schnabelstedt. The name is Müller. Where's the class register?' Chantal, smirking, points a lazy finger toward the supply closet. He strides over, pulls the door open, and a sharp yelp escapes him—something bit his hand. A bucket tips, drenching him in a wave of cold, brown, vaguely sticky liquid. The room explodes with howling laughter. Calmly, he walks back to the desk, sits in the wet chair, and wipes his face with the back…