Harry sighed as he fall onto his bed; he can already feel a headache coming at the thought of having English first thing in the morning. His teacher Mr. Reborn, was super strict and every day, he would speak English throughout the entire class, so for students who have trouble in his class, they wouldn't receive any translations in Japanese.

Not only was he strict, but he also gave it a lot of homework daily, and if by chance that a student hands in homework a few minutes late, after he said to collect the assignment, it'll be an automatic zero for that grade. Mr. Reborn has zero tolerance for lateness, and that must be why students was never late, in terms of arrival to class and handing in assignments, for his class. Nobody would want to write five essays in one day just because they're late.

Though on the other hand, despite Mr. Reborn being a very strict professor, his teachings were simple and easy to understand, that is, if you reviewed his lessons every day. But Harry would never admit to that.

Harry sat up and decided to seek that one person who would help him not dread tomorrow so much. He turned on his laptop and waited impatiently to visit his facebook account. Once he's on the website, he smiled when he looked at the chat box; looks like R is online. He clicked on the name, and messaged him with a simple "Hi!"

R: ...That's very ethusiastic of you, but hello

Harry: Ahaha, so... what are you up to?

R: Reading few important papers while drinking coffee

Harry: Lol, that's what you always do when I ask

R: What can I say? That's part of my job

Harry: Speaking of which, you never told me what your job is... Mind sharing...? :D

R: Nope.

Harry: Aww, come on! It won't hurt you to tell me!

R: Actually, it will. But fine, since you're so desperate, I'll tell you: my job involves spanking people with big red pens

Harry laughed at the comment; R always makes him laugh. This must be partially why he get along with R so well. To be honest, Harry had actually accidentally sent a friend invitation to R, and to his surprise, R accepts him, which was weird. Harry messaged him to say sorry, and then after that, despite not knowing who R truly is, Harry began to talk with this stranger more. And now, Harry could proudly say they're friends despite not knowing R's face (he had tried to by searching through R's pictures, but to his astonishment, there are no pictures, and it seems that R only have him as a friend).

Harry: lmao, your humor is on point as usual, but your not being specific :(

R: That will be the most I'll give you.

Harry: ... WHY?!

R: Just because

Harry: I swear I'll find out one day!

R: Go ahead, be my guest. And, was there anything you want to talk to me specifically...?

Harry: Eh?

R: You usually talk to me around 7 on the week days, and this time, you're quite early, so I was wondering what was going on.

Harry: Ahhh, to tell you the truth, I'm very upset that I had English first period tomorrow *sigh*

R: English again? That's what you're always complaining. What's wrong with English?

Harry: Uhhh, you don't want to know. I have a mean teacher and I just have a headache, ya know?! :(((

R: Some clarifications...?

Harry: He's like super strict, and during class, he goes "blah blah this, blah blah that". Basically, everything's freakin' English. I'm so gonna fail that class #killmenow

R: You're exaggerating

Harry: Nah, and tbh, I ALWAYS wish to say "fuck yourself" in his face. Like, can't he just chill?! I swear, his class is the most hardest one!

R: ...

Harry: Oops, sorry, I forgot that your not a fan of curse words. It just kinda... slippped

R: Don't ever say that to a teacher if you want to live, that is

Harry: Yeah, I'm not suicidal

R: I hope you aren't. Maybe you could, instead of complaining about your teacher, try harder in class?

Harry: Try, try, try, I freakin' hate that word now. That's what my teacher would always say, going like "Try fucker! Put in move effort!"

R: Pardon?

Harry: Sorry, autocorrect. I meant *harder* and *more*

R: If you're struggling so hard, why not ask for a tutor?

Harry: I really don't like the idea of having another teacher after school. It'll remind me of my teacher again :(

R: You're not going to like all things in life, but to some, you need to grit your teeth and do it for the sake of a greater good

Harry: And there you go with the lecture, lolz XD

R: But you do get my point, I hope.

Harry: Yea... okay, I'm going to share a secret with you: tbh, I actually have a body pillow with like no pictures and stuff and so I taped a pic of my teacher on it. Wanna know what I used it for? ;)

R: To masturbate...?

Harry: NOOO, WTF! Of course not! I used it as a punching bag so every night, I would punched it and feel better about myself. This way, i can continue going to his class without wanting to kms

R: ...

Harry: This was the only way for my sanity to remain sane!

R: Alright, whatever works for you. I get that you need to relieve your stress somehow.

Harry: Yup *nods head*

R: But maybe you can try to cope with your stress another way?

Harry: How?

R: For instance, talking with me or someone else instead of getting physical. That's what you're doing right now, no? Hitting a punching bag with his picture on it is kind of getting extreme. And speaking of which, where did you get the picture from?

Harry: Ahhh, i had my sources ;)

R: Which is...?

Harry: *sighs* You're not fun. Can't you even play along and guess?

R: ...

Harry: Okay, okay, i'll tell u. I got it from my friend who's in the photography club. She likes to take pictures, and by chance, she saw Mr. Reborn standing still for like few minutes, and so she took the pic

R: I see

"Harry! It's time for dinner!" Lily called from downstairs.

"Coming!"

Harry: Sorry, gotta go, ttyl

R: Goodbye