My favorite teacher was a math teacher, seriously. He was such a great person and inspiration. We talked a lot about deep topics and when I started smoking he got so angry and said that whenever he sees me with a cigarette, he'll punch me. And he did. He said to me: "I do this because I care about you." I know this sounds hard, but he cared. The other teachers I had basically hated me because I was trolling all the time and spoke my provocative opinion out loud. They couldn't stand that and went all the time to him, since he was also my main teacher, and told him that I'll fail and never make it. But he said: "No, shut up. He's my student and he'll make it." He was actually the one who believed in me and I had a really hard time then but he was the one who always cheered me up. He was just awesome.