He yawned as he sat at the desk, bored of his job and sick of the misbehaving little shits.It was an all boys academy, but there was one student who insisted on being...different.It wasn't entirely against the rules to dress, look, and act like a girl but it certainly put a cramp in the male atmosphere of the building.
He brushed his short brown hair out of his jade eyes, thumbing through the lesson plan for the day.He was the music teacher, and had yet to see any spectacular talent, but that wasn't to say his class was hopeless.He sighed and began to fantasize about that boys soft plush lips, gliding over the reed of that clarinet."No!" he said, shaking his head to clear it."Just because he dresses like a girl, doesn't mean he is one" he said.Being surrounded by other guys was hard on ones libido.