Outnumbered

Camera finds a classroom full of pent-up trouble waiting to happen. Four pissed-off college students scribble on paper like caged animals, each of them clearly wishing to be anywhere else. Ms. Norton sits up front, eyes flicking between her phone and their papers until she finally slides the phone into a drawer and gets back to work. Whispers ripple across the desks, she snaps at them, they snicker, quiet down for half a second, then some moron wing-tips a balled paper square at her head. Done playing nice, she explodes, lets Tommy have it loud enough to echo, then storms out for a breather. The second the door slams, the grin spreads across his face like a private joke. Four against one. Cocky math. She comes back to four hard-ons already waving in her face and an ultimatum that smells like blackmail. Teacher or not, the boys take charge. She’s the one who’s about to learn what happens when the bell finally rings.