As teachers go, Mr. Chiron was about as cool as they come, without it too getting weird. He had a way of talking to kids that somehow made them listen. He liked the same music, and never shied away from showing off his skills at the latest first-person shooter.
What they didn’t know, of course, was that he’d skipped a grade in high school and, even with two years of teaching behind him, still wasn’t much older then most of his students.
In fact, the other teachers bored him . . . and the girls in his classes were driving him crazy.
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