Tyler's eyes widened, and his ears flattened as his wrist was grabbed. The red head's face paled as he suddenly felt a sense of doom come across him. He potentially just made a grave error.
The teachers chuckled softly, and led them along. "Do be at least a little easy on him. He's a good boy... He's just... What's the word I'm looking for here?" she mused, looking to her coworker.
"Stubborn." she added simply.
"W-Wait, no! Please!" he squeaked pitifully, tugging his arm gently, whining! The kit was fearful for his bottom's well being. What was to stop the man from whipping him senseless? The headmaster used a cane on especially naughty boys... What on earth would this man do to him?
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"The truth is of course that there is no journey. We are arriving and departing all at the same time." -David Bowie
~Goodnight, sweet prince.~
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