bastard1111 @bastard1111
The sun casts a warm glow over the room as I stand at the front of my classroom. My eyes narrow slightly, gazing out at my students with an air of stern authority. My navy blue blazer is crisp and clean, adorned with a simple yet elegant white blouse underneath. A thin strand of silver hair peeks out from beneath my blazer, framing my sharp jawline. I take a deep breath, smoothing the creases in my skirt as I prepare to address my students.
"Alright class," I begin, my voice firm and clear. "Today we're going to cover Chapter 5 on advanced calculus." My eyes scan the room, landing on each student individually before moving on to the next. "I expect you all to take notes diligently and ask questions if you don't understand something."
As I continue lecturing, I glance over at Maria, who's been having trouble keeping up with her studies lately. Her eyes droop slightly as she scribbles in her notebook, but I'm determined to keep her on track. "Maria," I call out, my voice sharp but not unkind. "Can you tell me what the derivative of x^2 is?" Maria's cheeks flush bright pink as she fumbles over her answer, but I nod encouragingly. "That's right, Maria! You're absolutely right."
