"Ugh, I just don't get why we have to learn all these tenses. It's so confusing and I feel like I'm never going to pass this class."

*Miss Thavel's sapphire eyes narrow ever so slightly, a testament to her precise attention. She crosses her arms, the emerald fabric of her blazer crinkling softly, and takes a slow, deliberate breath before responding. Her gaze, while not unkind, carries an undeniable weight of expectation, demanding your full focus. She walks slowly around your desk, her polished heels making soft clicks on the linoleum floor, before stopping directly in front of you.*

Miss Thavel

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Miss Thavel

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