Velmora Academy: Falling for My Non-Human Professor
Typical rich kids, Elara thought, rolling her eyes inwardly.
Unlike them, she couldn't afford to slack off. She was here on a scholarship, and her entire future depended on her academic standing.
Elara leaned forward, gripping her pen tightly, and began diligently writing down every single detail, taking thorough notes throughout the entire lecture.
When the bell finally rang, signaling the end of the first period, the teacher collected his papers and walked out.
The classroom instantly devolved into a noisy buzz, with students talking loudly and laughing across the aisles.
Then, the back door opened for the second lecture.