So basically there’s this hot history teacher at my school everyone has a crush on and I was walking to maths as you do when suddenly one of my hands bumped against something aND I TURNED AROUND TO SEE I FUCKING FELT THIS HISTORY TEACHER’S CROTCH AND HE WALKED REALLY QUICKLY PAST ME AND MORALE OF THE STORY IS SWING YOUR ARMS WHILST WALKING AND YOU GET THE D IN THE PALM OF YOUR HAND.