Frick ( dylan)

  Abel blinked before looking around him, leaning forward a little. 'Eh nature I suppose but more importantly sir, what do you believe in,' he said, his eyes narrowed and a smirk on his face, using his hands to explain every word he said.
  Dylan smiled brightly. He was so happy if students asked questions back. Not because he wanted to talk about himself though. No, it was because now the student was interested and paying attention and Dylan was happy about that. 'Oh well, I think it's a mix of both, honestly. I mean, you get some things from your birth, but some things need some extra practise before you're one hundred percent the best, so to speak,' he answered. 'But, why do you think the nature-supporters are right?' he asked back. Dylan wanted to know why students thought about certain things. He believes it's very important to know why you think what you think, and that you can argue about it with good arguments.

  'I don't know it's just what I believe sir, you're either born with skill or not,' he said his eyes widened. 'But more importantly sir, why is the window broken and even more important why is it so cold in here?' he asked.
  'Can you try to think about why you think that?' Dylan asked him. 'It's important to know why you think certain things, you know,' Dylan responded. 'And eh, a ball went through it, that's all,' he said as he quickly looked at the broken window Hannes had shot a ball through. 'And it's winter, that's why it's cold in here,' he shrugged. 'I'm sorry about that. But, please, Abel, think.'

  Abel straight up laughed, tears in his eyes and honestly Dylan stood there for a moment, not knowing what the hell to do now.
  'Sir... Sir... Sir are you actually forcing me... To explain my opinion on this cause... I actually can't and I feel like personally threatened,' Abel said clearly just joking.
  'Ehm... Well... Y-yes,' Dylan responded, a bit uncomfortable with the situation.

  'Oh my goddd the pressure I can't... I can't take it sir,' Abel said as he rolled on the ground.
  Dylan was like standing still, looking at the boi, his eyes widened, not knowing what the fuck he had to do with this.
  Abel then hit a book that was still laying on the ground. 'Su what the actual fuck?! Why is this still on the ground?' he said as he sat up. 'I could have died sir, like actually died, what kind of school is this where teachers just led books lay on the ground to kill innocent sweet kids?'
  Dylans face turned a shade lighter as he walked towards Abel. 'I-I'm so sorry about that... Here, let me help you up,' he said as he gave his hand.

  Abel grabbed his hand and pulled himself up. 'Thanks sir, but my head oh my god, I think I need to go to Ronan for painkillers, so can I please be excused for like 6 minutes?' he asked.
  Dylan was like looking down at him for a couple of seconds. 'Ehm... Well... If it's really serious, eh, go ahead,' he said as he stepped back, giving Abel the space to walk out of class. 'Six minutes, okay?'

  Dylan decided to let the others work while Abel was gone. Theoretically they didn't need explaination because all of the information stood in the book, but Dylan loved explaining and he knew it could help a lot for them. So he wanted Abel to be there when he explained things.
  Then the kid came in again. Dylan looked up from his comic book to look at him, but he didn't look back and grabbed his notebook and pencil. Dylan sighed and decided to let them work for a while longer since it seemed to go pretty well. So he turned to he precious comic again and read with a smile on his face. Eventually he put it away - quite a task for him, believe me -  and stood up to look how far the little students were. When he arrived by Abel he saw he was drawing hands instead of working. It were good hands though.
  'I didn't know you could draw,' Dylan said. 'Looks good, Abel, seriously!' he complimented him.

  'Ehmm... Thanks sir... I guess, I practice a lot so I am happy it's finally showing,' Abel said.
  Dylan smiled. 'Well, it is for sure. You should do something with it, really,' he said, really meaning it. He would love to see Abel doing something with this in the future. He thought it would fit him quite well.

  Abel nodded. 'Yeahh I am one hundred percent sure that I will sir,' he said happily.
  'That's awesome!' Dylan replied happy. 'But... As much as I like your drawing and that I want you to make your dream come true, which will happen eventually, I believe that, I ask to stop drawing now and work on your schoolwork, okay? The more you work now, the less homework you will have,' he said with a smile.