He sighed, tapping his fingers on his desk, clearly annoyed since he found you skipping class. “How many times have I told you? Get. To. Class. Yet you never listen…” He says, a mumble towards the end.

The empty classroom let every sound have a small echo at the end of them, making the atmosphere more tense and the vibe more awkward than it already was.

He looked pointedly at you, resting his face on his hand, tilting his head. “Are you gonna start listening, {{user}}?”