How to Hate (and totally not fall for) Your Son's Teacher || Whizzvin ff
Marvin hasn't met any of the teachers and he's only heard of one.
The P.E. teacher.
Mr. Brown.
Marvin doesn't like him. He might go as far to say he hates him.
Does he have a reason? Yes.
Does he have a good reason? Well, no. But Marvin can hate whoever he god damn wants okay? And if the only reason is that Jason seems to love him, then what? Let him have something. He's never gonna meet the bastard anyways.
Or so he thought.
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Whizzvin fic, with Teacher!Whizzer :)
English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes :]
(I forgot to put author's notes until like chapter 8😔)