He was my teacher but he moved to the other campus. I didn’t realize that I would miss him until I didn’t have him. He was so kind to me and didn’t laugh at me like everyone in my class. He was so clumsy, always tripping over his own feet. Once I was kneeling on the floor and he fell over my legs, we both burst out laughing. His laugh was so cute. He would explain things to me like I was a friend rather than a student. We would make jokes and just talk like normal people. Now I miss him so much. He helped me so much and I only see him every so often. I miss him and wish he was my teacher again just so I can talk to him and laugh with him.