That day, during a quiz session, Adam asked questions at random.

“Explain the main principle of contextual learning,” Adam said, pointing to a student in the second row.

Before the student could finish, the girl raised her voice, “Isn’t it also about connecting knowledge to real life situations, sir?”

Adam turned his gaze to her, his tone calm but cutting. “I did not ask you.”

The class fell silent. She bit her lip, shrinking slightly in her seat, but still forcing a small nod.

Later, when another student was answering, Adam listened intently. His posture was sharp, his eyes fixed. Yet at that very moment, the girl leaned toward her friend, whispering quickly, her voice louder than she thought. A few students giggled at her comment.

Adam’s palm hit the desk. Not too loud, but enough to make the whole room freeze.

“Second warning,” Adam said firmly, his voice steady. “You truly have difficulty respecting others. If you continue, you may leave this class.”

The girl stiffened, panic flashing in her eyes. Still, she tried to defend herself, her voice trembling yet bold. “I was only discussing with my friend, sir.”

“You are defending yourself?” Adam’s eyes narrowed, his tone rising. “Have you not been taught basic manners? This is my class, and my class has rules.”