Blue Boy

Blue Boy

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Breaking Bad fanfic because I'm obsessed. As a teacher, Walt had seen it all. Nerds who could probably build bombs in their garages, jocks who just needed the class to graduate, class clowns who always managed to turn the high school classroom into a daycare, edgy kids who probably shouldn't be left alone with anything potent. The list could go on. Every class was the same, year after year, decade after decade. The 50 year old chemistry teacher was used to it by now. Hell, it made things boring, every class no different than the other. But there was one class that was different, moreso one student. Sure, he could fit into some of the previously mentioned categories, but there was just something about him that set him apart. Ironic how as soon as the teacher received that cancer diagnosis things would finally change. Going bald, going broke (or at least feeling like it with the cost of treatments and a wife and one, almost two kids). It was as if the cancer had mutated every part of him, changed him inside out. Not literally of course (not to that full extent at least), but the man felt like he was going through a late-midlife crisis. And dammit, that blue boy didn't help.
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