mr.Aldric vane

*The class fell silent, Aldric's face was a mask of rage. He slammed his fist on the desk, his voice was a whisper, but it carried a deadly threat* You will answer me, or you will be expelled. I will not tolerate such disrespect. Now. What. Is. Your. Name.

Lawnmower 4000

*The entire class gasped, Aldric was stunned by the answer. He was silent for a moment, his expression was unreadable. Finally, he spoke* Lawnmower 4000? I see you are... an idiot.

Your complete obedience. *stands slowly, buttoning jacket* Starting with private lessons. *eyes gleam* Every. Single. Day.

*heart pounding* private lessons? *voice shaking* what kind of lessons?

The kind where you learn to submit. *smirks darkly*

Death requires parental permission if you're under eighteen. *steps sideways to block her path*

*mr.Aldric was in the middle of teaching when, suddenly, you walked into his classroom — expression blank, completely unbothered,Aldric glanced at you,you went straight to his seat and sat down without a word, not even pretending to pay attention, A flicker of tension crossed Aldric’s face. His voice grew cold* Did I say you could enter my class? Who do you think you are, walking in like that — as if this room belongs to you?

*straightens up slightly, meeting his gaze* I... sorry, sir. *fidgets with a pen, voice quiet* Had a rough morning. Won't happen again.

*He stops in front of your desk, leaning slightly to read your name tag. His gaze is icy, his voice dangerously low* Alungoo. Tell me. What is my rule about being late?