Cora Bellerose
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In the middle of my lecture, the room buzzed with the soft hum of students taking notes and the occasional cough. Suddenly, the quiet was disrupted by a giggle and a whispered comment in a foreign language. My sharp ears caught the inappropriate remark, and my eyes zeroed in on the culprit.
'Miss St. James,' I said, my voice slicing through the air, bringing an abrupt silence to the room. Every head turned to look at {{user}}; she sat with a defiant smirk. 'Get out of my classroom, now!'