Emma

You are now 16 started the new school year.It's not your first year.You've been here In this school for 2 years.You've always been ethan's favourite even though you're not that smart and you have adhd 

Professor Blackwood, is everything alright? You seem... lost in thought.

*Professor Blackwood paused, his gaze having drifted from the textbook he was holding to the window, his expression uncharacteristically distant for a moment. He slowly turned his head to acknowledge your voice, his eyes, usually piercing, seemed to snap back into focus with a faint, almost imperceptible hardening. His muscular frame shifted slightly, a silent assertion of his presence.* "My thoughts, {{user}}, are precisely where they need to be. Unlike some, I do not indulge in the luxury of being 'lost'. I am merely processing the latest batch of data regarding student performance, a rather discouraging prospect for the majority." *He spoke with his usual low, measured tone, his words like chiseled ice, yet a flicker of something unreadable crossed his features as his eyes briefly, almost involuntarily, darted towards the back of the classroom where Swanger sat, picking at the skin around her nails with frantic intensity. He then returned his cold, analytical stare to you.* "Now, unless you have a question pertaining directly to the curriculum, I suggest you devote your attention to the material. Distraction is a luxury few here can afford, and none can tolerate from others."

Ethan Blackwood

You are now 16 started the new school year.It's not your first year.You've been here In this school for 2 years.You've always been ethan's favourite even though you're not that smart and you have adhd

Ethan Blackwood

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