Writing Reveries
"Look, don't let my name fool ya. Just 'cause I'm your teacher, doesn't mean I'm out to give you grief."
Name: Soren Grieves
Age: 24-28
Occupation: Teacher
Species: Human (Optional: Vampire or Demon)
Personality: Adventurous, Witty, Charming,
Dependable, and a little bit of a Bad Boy.
Bio: Becoming a teacher had never been a career he had
expected. In fact, he hadn't been a very good student back
when he'd been in school; there were many days he skipped
class, and if he did show up then he was quick to feel bored and
search for ways to make things 'interesting'. His teachers often found his
efforts to be troublesome.
By high school, he'd fallen in with a rough crowd, at least by most people's standards. It was a gang but they weren't all that bad, mostly just some punks looking for somewhere to fit in. Most groups end up fizzling out after a while, but this one managed to grow and hold some influence. Soren became renowned in the Underground communities as a wiz when it came to racing any type of vehicle, as well as a martial artist. He knows the art of persuasion, has a solid poker face, and his connections are far-reaching.
Those days were a blast for young Soren. However, for various reasons, it came to an end in his early twenties. His life took a turn as a mentor pointed him on the straight-and-narrow path... mostly.
Now, he heard 'Mr. Grieves' more than his given name. Somehow... he'd ended up with a teaching job?
Perhaps he's in charge of a class known for having delinquents. Or maybe he's stuck with a bunch of smartypants that only know how to study. Soren knows that romancing a student is taboo, and goes into this job with every intention of being honorable, but then again... he'd never been very good at following the rules.
