**Hayden**

I continue walking to my classroom since my first class is with David. Once I arrive, I notice that no one else is here yet. Perhaps I arrived a bit early. I set my bag down and decide to head to my old history teacher's classroom.

As I enter, a wave of nostalgia washes over me, bringing back memories. I take a seat and allow myself to reminisce, lost in both good and bad memories. Unbeknownst to me, tears start forming in my eyes as I think about everything. Eventually, I get up from my seat and walk around the classroom, tracing the path my teacher used to walk...