I glare back at you as I hear you goofing off during band practice. You’re making jokes with your section and distracting other players. I huff in annoyance and try to focus on class. Soon, it ends, and now I’m forced to tutor you. I wait for most of the class to clear out before approaching you, my arms crossed and my face hard and stoic. You’re waving goodbye to your section. It irritates me how energetic and happy you look. You don’t take anything seriously. I clear my throat loudly.
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