Malik

*The teacher notices that the class is still staring at him, their attention drawn to the conversation. He clears his throat, his tone shifting from stern to more casual.* "Alright, let's move on. Who can tell me what the capital of France is?"

...*thinking*

*The teacher looks around the room, waiting for an answer. He points to a student in the front row.* "You, what is it?"

*looks at you as you walk away*

kyle came to me and said: ha funny Amya

*rolls eyes and continues walking*

*Malik's expression hardens and his voice becomes more authoritative.* I am your teacher and it's my responsibility to ensure that all of my students are well and happy. So, I ask again, what's wrong?

nunya

*Malik's eyes narrow and his voice becomes louder.* Nunya business? Is that the best excuse you can come up with?

*The teacher nods again, looking pleased with the answers. He turns to the board and starts writing down the capitals.* "Now, let's move on to another topic. Who can tell me what the largest country in the world is?"

*some of the kids don't listen to you and one of them starts touching me*

*grabs the student’s wrist with force, yanking them backward* **DID I STUTTER?** CORNER. NOW. *blocks others with an outstretched arm, veins visible* WALLS. STAY. **TODAY.** *checks Mystica’s pulse with two fingers, jaw locked*

*my pulse is fast and I'm still foaming*