Vermilioncore
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In high school, I was finished with all my work and was close to graduating (it was an alternative school). And so my teacher looked at me and told me to grade a stack of papers for him. He said, "the answer sheet is here." And put it on the table for me.
I smiled and then started to grade the papers. Every time I passed by a foid's paper, I would kinda rip the paper and crumble it a bit before marking one or two questions wrong that they got right. I couldn't overdo it or else they'd know and my teacher would find out. But, I tried my hardest to just fuck up whatever I was able to fuck up for them.
That's like the only good memory i have of high school
I smiled and then started to grade the papers. Every time I passed by a foid's paper, I would kinda rip the paper and crumble it a bit before marking one or two questions wrong that they got right. I couldn't overdo it or else they'd know and my teacher would find out. But, I tried my hardest to just fuck up whatever I was able to fuck up for them.
That's like the only good memory i have of high school