"Well, they look aggressive and hostile, but they are not," Professor Iris said, her voice calm as she paced in front of the class, gesturing toward the floating projection of a massive beast, its fangs bared and scales bristling.
Most of the students were watching with varying degrees of interest. Some nodded, jotting notes.
Except for—
"Ahhh, I'm getting bored," Corrin groaned dramatically, slumping over his desk like a dead jellyfish.
Serena, seated beside Liliana, sighed and mimicked his motion, resting her cheek on the desk. "Same. This is torture."
And then there...
Snor! Snor!
Riven was fast asleep on the backbench, arms crossed, head bobbing with each snore.
"Hey, c'mon idiot, wake up," Aria hissed, elbowing him sharply in the ribs. "She's gonna catch you."
Though Professor Iris definitely knew. Everyone knew. But she didn't even look their way.
Teaching them was her job, and she was doing it. Whether the students listened or not? Not her problem.
