his name was mr. o’hagan and he was undoubtedly the single coolest person ive ever met. he would play his favourite albums in class and make the person at the door watch just in case our principal came in. never raised his voice and would wait a few seconds between his sentences to find the right words, so the classroom would hang in silence. on the final day of my time in high school, he wore a short sleeve shirt for the first time and I found out he had these twisting vine tattoos along both of his arms and he gave me a copy of never let me go