"You guys are the most chaotic class I've ever taught."
This opening line made everyone present burst into laughter. Someone spoke up loudly, "Old teacher, do you say that about every graduating class?"
The homeroom teacher glared at that person, "You little rascal, I still haven't settled the score with you for adding iced tea to my tea water back then."
Everyone laughed again, and the homeroom teacher continued, "Don't think for a moment that I don't know about the little tricks you used to pull. Some, I dealt with because they involved principles, and some, I let go. Youth is your youth, and it should have its own colors."
The homeroom teacher's words, laced with a strong scent of alcohol, no longer incited the same laughter they did just now. Many people's eyes reddened even as they laughed.
