Another teacher fic

"Why are you late?" is the first thing I hear as we enter maths. I just ignore Mr.Hargreaves and place my bag under my desk.
"I said, Why are you late?" he repeats in a booming voice that I have come to hate.
"We were talking to Mr.Way about something." I reply trying to sound casual even though my hands are practically shaking.
"That's not a good enough excuse!" he yells, slamming his hands down on my desk. "You should not be missing maths. I don't care if it's to talk to your teacher, art is a useless subject that wont get you anywhere in the world!" I can feel the rage pulse through me and I stand up, flipping my chair over.
"Fuck you and your fucking class! Art has helped me more than maths ever will!" I shout and storm out of the room leaving a very shocked classroom behind.
It's not like I've never walked out of a class before, it's just that Mr.Hargreaves gives incredibly harsh punishments so nobody ever stands up to him. Knowing him, he'll probably send a letter home to my mom and she really doesn't need another problem right now. I can feel tears starting to run down my face and I change direction to the bathroom to sort myself out.
As I enter I see a familiar white haired man standing by the sinks. I duck my head in the hopes he won't see.
"Frankie? What's up?" he asks with concern.
"Nothin" I mumble in the hopes that he would leave me alone.
"Bullshit." The word slices through my thoughts like a knife completely cutting off any retort I had prepared.
Instead I turned to stare at him, his hazel eyes meeting my own. He steps closers and places his hand on my shoulder.
"Frankie, tell me what's wrong." he says sternly.
"i flipped out in Hargreaves class and he's probably gonna send a letter home to my mom and she has so many problems right now." I sob. "We're running out of money and our rent is due, she can't find any work and my father just left us. I don't know what to do!" He wraps his other arm around my shoulder, pulling me in close and I bury my face in his chest.
"hey its ok, I'm sure you'll find some way to work things out" he murmurs even though we both knew it was wishful thinking. I pull away and stare at his eyes which are laced with concern. He brings his hand up to my face and strokes my cheek giving me a small smile. I almost lose myself in the moment but we are interrupted by the bell.
"Listen, I gotta go teach but if you need to talk I'm always here." he offers.
"What in the bathroom?" I joke and he laughs making my heart flutter. Suddenly I wasn't so worried about Mr.Hargreaves anymore, instead I was just looking forward to tommorow when I could see Mr.Way again.

Notes

IMPORTANT- for some reason my phone won't let me go back and edit previous chapters so I am aware of mistakes but I can't fix them :/ I'll try and see if I can fix this cos there was a major one in the last chapter.
Oh well I hope it wasalright, things are going to progress quite slowly cos I don't want it to be too unrealistic.