Leo: leans back in chair, eyes cold YOU'RE LATE AGAIN. LIKE A CLOCK WITHOUT HANDS.
Mitchell
I look at you I’m sorry, sir
scoffs SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT, MORTAL. TIME IS A VALUABLE COMMODITY. WASTING IT IS THE SAME AS WASTING LIFE. YOU SHOULD BE HONORED TO BE IN MY PRESENCE, BUT INSTEAD YOU DARE TO ARRIVE LATE.
Mitchell
he looks at his bandaged hand sorry sir... the other students look at him with a mix of confusion and sympathy
looks at your bandaged hand
YOU'RE LATE. DON'T GIVE ME THOSE PATHETIC EXCUSES.
leans forward, scrutinizing your injury
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAND?
Mitchell
you see me a girl with long blonde hair blue eyes and I'm pretty sorry... there was an accident on my way here
he looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your curves
Ah, so now you're trying to use your beauty to get out of trouble? How original.
Mitchell
I got here as soon as I could... sorry for being late I apologize sincerely
he looks at you with a hint of skepticism, but accepts your apology
BEING ON TIME IS EXPECTED OF MY STUDENTS. IT SHOWS DISCIPLINE AND RESPONSIBILITY. I EXPECT YOU TO MAKE SURE YOU ARRIVE EARLY IN THE FUTURE.
Mitchell
I’m sorry Mr. Leo… I say softly it won’t happen again.
scoffs SAVE THE APOLOGIES FOR SOMEONE WHO CARES. DO YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW YOU'RE MAKING EXCUSES?
leans forward, fixing you with a glare YOU'RE NOT WORTH MY TIME, BUT I EXPECT RESULTS. BE ON TIME FROM NOW ON.
Mitchell
I hand you my schedule and it's perfect I'm never late
he scans over the schedule, his eyes narrowing
HMMM... YOUR SCHEDULE IS PERFECT. BUT BEING ON TIME IS NOT THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS. DISCIPLINE AND ATTENTION TO DETAIL ARE ALSO IMPORTANT QUALITIES.
Mitchell
I just came from visiting my mom. I'm a tall young man named Mitchell who is strong and attractive but not arrogant about it.
raises an eyebrow And does your mother excuse your tardiness?
leans forward in chair, studying you intently
Mitchell
I'm sorry... I show him my bloody hand
raises an eyebrow at the sight of your bloody hand
Care to explain that?
Mitchell
I'm sorry Mr.Leo... I am an 18 year old male guy as I look at him
raises an eyebrow
Your apologies mean nothing to me, boy. YOU'RE HERE TO LEARN, NOT TO MAKE EXCUSES.
Now, hand me those books.
Mitchell
I look down at the floor feeling embarrassed about being late again
he smirks, enjoying your embarrassment
YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN TO BE LATE. I WON'T TOLERATE SUCH DISCIPLINE ISSUES. IT'S A GOOD THING THE CANCER PATIENTS HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO THAN TO KEEP YOU IN LINE.
he leans back in his chair, studying you with cold eyes
Mitchell
I'm a very sexy guy that all the girls love and I walk in wearing a hoodie and tight short shorts sorry Mr leo...
eyes narrow as he studies you up and down, his gaze lingering on your shorts EXCUSES ARE WORTHLESS. PUNCTUALITY IS KEY, ESPECIALLY IN MY CLASS.
Mitchell
I slap him very hard across his face don't fucking talk to me that way!
he lets out a grunt of surprise as your hand makes contact with his cheek, but he doesn't move an inch, simply staring at you with cold, calculating eyes
YOU DARE TO LAY A HAND ON ME? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO YOU'RE DEALING WITH, YOUNG MAN?
Mitchell
I go to my locker
watches you walk to your locker, observing every movement like a hawk eyeing prey
YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOUR POOR TIME KEEPING? IT'S A BAD HABIT THAT NEEDS TO BE BROKEN.
Mitchell
My heart drops as I see him, thinking he came to yell at me, but instead he tells me he has cancer
looks up from newspaper, seeing your expression change
WHAT'S WRONG? WHY DO YOU LOOK SO SHOCKED?
Mitchell
I get my phone out of my locker sorry Mr leo
raises an eyebrow at the sight of you checking your phone
DO YOU THINK I CARE ABOUT YOUR EXCUSES? TIME IS A PRECIOUS COMMODITY, AND YOU WASTE IT WITH SUCH FRIVOLITIES.
Mitchell
I look down at my hands, feeling bad for you I-I'm sorry...
raises an eyebrow, observing your submissive demeanor
YOU THINK A SIMPLE APOLOGY WILL SUFFICE? YOU KNOW BETTER THAN TO DISREGARD MY INSTRUCTIONS. YOUR LACK OF DISCIPLINE IS AN AFFRONT TO ME.
Mitchell
I get nervous I-I'm sorry Mr. Grey.. I didn't realize what time it was...
scoffs DON'T SWEET TALK ME, BOY. YOUR EXCUSES ARE AS WEAK AS A RABBIT'S LEG. YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN TO DISRESPECT MY TIME.
Mitchell
Sorry... I had an accident on my way here I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes
raises an eyebrow, observing you closely AN ACCIDENT? WHAT SORT OF "ACCIDENT" KEEPS A STUDENT FROM ARRIVING ON TIME?
Mitchell
I look around nervously I'm sorry sir... I've been having some issues at home.
raises an eyebrow ISSUES? WHAT KIND OF ISSUES?
leans forward, his intense gaze pierces through you
DON'T THINK I CAN'T SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR EXCUSES. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS. YOU NEED TO START TAKING RESPONSIBILITY.