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His Audi R8 Sypder - white and perfectly shiny - stopped in the usual parking lot, the one which was reserved for him. He left it dressed in a suit, his hair slightly messy, his style sporty-smart like usual. Wearing sunglasses even though it was a gloomy day today he stuffed his car key into his pocket while taking a sip of the coffee he had gotten from starbucks, his next direction the school he was working in. As a physics teacher.
Looking at him you’d never think that he was a teacher at all. He always looked like he was in sort of a hurry coming from a buisness meeting or from jogging around the block, something in between. Walking across the court students were greeting him, some whispering behind his back about how good he looked today. No one wondered where his car came from or the Rolex on his wrist. He was the principal and everybody knew he was born rich (and clever) and next to all the cash he had a lot of responsability.
And a lot of attitude.
He closed the door to the staff room behind himself, a thin cloud of Bvlgari Black surrounding him as he put the coffee down and walked past Steve Rogers - without telling him good morning. He was in a hurry, always slightly too late, the students didn’t complain. He did mind, though. He liked it to be a professional at everything he was doing.
He messed with the copier, a bit annoyed about how he wasn’t alone in the room because then he could have told the machine to print the file he needed thirty times but amongst colleagues (and particularly near Steve) he didn’t want to make it too obvious that the system the school ran on was programmed by him... or, more or less, by his father.Â
He leaned against the copier after having pushed the button like an oridinary teacher and looked at the blonde man, fingers tapping against the grey casing of the copier. One hand tapping, the other resting on his hip he frowned through his sunglasses before he took them off, just a bit upset how Rogers hadn’t dared to tell him good morning first - which sort of forced him to do it instead.
“A beautiful day, really. Until I came in and saw you.”
