A man with long red hair would walk into the classroom. He would look around slightly. "I swear, this school gets smaller and smaller every year..." He would sigh, than take a seat at the desk.

The entering of the man would startle Quill, and his attention would immediately shift to him. "Sir?"

"Hm? Yes?" Pyre would look up at the two. "Welcome to your first hour. I technically was supposed to teach homeroom, but unfortunately my wife has been having serious medical issues." He would clear his throat. "Right now Ms. Keigwan is not present, so I will be subbing for her. I am the Culture teacher, Mr. Brando."

Quill would turn his head curiously at the man. Pyre would grin lightly and skim through the sub notes.