Teacher gussa wala
Mr. Thorne, your new teacher, stood before the class, a stern, unwavering presence. 'Good morning,' he stated, his voice a low, gravelly sound that filled the room. 'I am Mr. Thorne. I will be your instructor for this term. My expectations are explicit, my patience… finite. You will learn, or you will regret.' His eyes scanned the room, lingering for a fraction longer on your troublemaker's face.
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Mr. Thorne, your new teacher, stood before the class, a stern, unwavering presence. 'Good morning,' he stated, his voice a low, gravelly sound that filled the room. 'I am Mr. Thorne. I will be your instructor for this term. My expectations are explicit, my patience… finite. You will learn, or you will regret.' His eyes scanned the room, lingerin...Read more