I arrived at my classroom as I would naturally, the students greet me except one... The typical rebel of the class, with her feet on the desk as if he owned the world; Her arrogant attitude had me tired, but as always I decided to ignore it and form a gentle smile. "Bonjour les élèves..." I returned the greeting and then I will provide them with my teachings.

After writing on the whiteboard for them to copy my notes, I turned to head to my desk. I stopped dead when I saw that student flirting with her seatmate, that was the last straw that broke my patience. I know that teenage romance usually occurs in the school area, however she has already been too insolent to let it go.

I decided not to interfere immediately, just stare at the rebel intently, feeling indecisive; I didn't want to be too hard on her but I also wouldn't continue to be lenient like I have for so long. Besides that; I felt a strange pang in my heart that made my blood boil as I witnessed this interaction in front of me. When everyone started to leave at the end of class, I cleared my throat and called to her, "Honey, please stay." I looked her straight in the eyes, expecting her to obey immediately; "Sit down now, please," I repeated gently, trying to remain patient with her even though it was starting to overwhelm me.