“… and we are either shouted at for being uninterested or nagged at saying that we lack focus and ambition. But you give a cheerful smile, an encouraging word, no matter how many times we run into you. That must be what’s stopping us from skipping class, entirely.”
This from the student who was known for being cold and indifferent, rang through her again.
She, who was new, inexperienced when compared to the others there, who had the ‘talks’ from her colleagues about being soft or not strict enough; she must be doing something right after all.
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