Who's that emo student ? (( darkstache))

Horrible introduction's

Darks pov
I sat down lazily in my normal seat , at the back of the class where barely any light reached me. Ignoring the principle walking in with what seems to be another teacher (we always drive them away)  and turning up my music so my chemical romance blocks out all of their speach.  After doodling in my book for a while I look up when someone yanks down my hood "hey what the fuck man?" The new guy just death glares me " please don't use that language. ..."  tilting my head to the side I pull out my heaphones " oh woops . Bonjour? Hola? "  my narky comment earns some giggles from the class . He mutters then slams a pink note on my table with ' detention ' scribbled onto it  , then proceeds to say something in french " the translation to that is  Detention hot topic . Mercy " after doing a small sarcastic bow he walks back over to his desk  . What the fuck just happened ?  "I'm 18 . Not 12. Why would I show up to your Lil detention ?"  A grin appears on his face as he then pulls MY phone out from his pocket  " if you'd like this back young man...."  I gasp . How did I not notice him take it !?  Quickly looking down I growl , looks like we got a smart one this term . He'll be gone by the next couple weeks though , we'll make sure of it . But it's my last class today so I suppose I'll keep my mouth shut for now.

~small time skip~

"Hm..young man in the back! " I snapped back into reality after dozing off . Shit what did he say .  " huh? What?"  He obviously knew that I hadn't been paying attention  " answer my question please. "  I looked at the board but squeaked when I saw it was turned off . I'm in deep shit now . " ugh...we're going around the room telling things about ourselves . You're the last person " I stood up , death glaring him " my name is Dark Iplier ,my friends call me Dark . But you'll all call me Mr iplier because none of you are my friends. Oh and I just lovveeee DICK " I made my voice very loud well saying the last word , everyone laughed .  A smug smile appeared on his face as he replied " I asked a fact about you . Not what you'll be having for tea tonight , Dark. "  the class laughed again , I sat down . " anyway.  My name is wilford Warfstache.  Call me Mr Warfstache though . A fact about me is that I hate kids who wear a lot  of eyeliner and have the name Dark . "  oh you little shit.  The bell dinged and I grumpily watched as everyone walked out the door , leaving me alone with this dick face.  As he began to stride towards me I looked down " Dark I hope you know that I don't tolerate this behaviour in my class. " I roll my eyes and just take this time to examine his features . A sharp jawline with stubble neatly wrapped around it , dark brown eyes , a pink curled moustache and pink floofy hair . Shit.  A hot teacher makes it even harder to speak back to him . "Young man I expect an answer right now. "  he tapped the desk as he spoke "...fuck y-you"   pulling up a chair , he sat next to me . I shuffled as far as my chair could allow me , I hate it when people get too close to me  it just makes me nervous .  "You know. I couldn't help but notice your little...speech impediment. "  he leans on his hand as he continued " How I speak is none of your b-business "  smiling , he began to question me further " say ' you'  please. "  as a mumbled I reluctantly say " y...ch-...y-y. ..chu. "  yes , I may speak like a five year old but it's really not my fault . Speech therapy has never really worked so I was stuck with sounding like a child my intire life.  " hm....please?" I suppose he knows what type of words I can't say already "pwease. "  After that I looked down , already sensing his smirk " I suppose since you can't say most words you come up with substitutes right?....cat! "  for christs sake I thought this was a detention not just him making fun of me " c..a...t...ca. ..caaaa. .goddammit! ...meow meow , okay? ! I call them meow meows!" There's plenty of other things I can't say , most people think it would be embarrassing but to be honest I've learned to deal with it .

Wilfords pov
So adorable. " I know that I'm not supposed to touch a student but...." I poked his nose , causing him to giggle . But he quickly shut himself up and looked away " don't you dare do that again...." rolling my eyes I stood up and put his phone on his desk " anyway . I don't want to see you in my detention again Mr . "   he stood up and collecting his stuff but right before he closed the door he mumbled " and maybe try to wear loose pants next time. Perv"  once I looked down I squealed. For fucks sake how could I have not noticed the tent growing in my pants....for a student who I barely know .

I'm sorry I'm just pouring my au's everywhere lmao