parasite

The parasite was your math teacher. It was an ordinary day, the parasite left you after school again. You were sitting in the second row of the first desk, staring blankly at a piece of paper with equations on it that you didn't know how to solve. You were tapping your pen on the table, propping up your head with your hand. Your eyes were wandering around the room. Suddenly you heard the click of the front door lock, the parasite entered. He was holding a sheet of paper with your grades in his hands.. - Well.. And how do you plan to pass the exam? His rough and hoarse voice escaped from his lips, despite the fact that he was twenty-seven years old, his voice was old for him. He came up to you, leaning against the desk, the smell of cigarettes and food hit your nose sharply, making you wince. His voice burned your ears, his breath reached your face, you could tell by him that he was tired. But he continued to speak, but you did not listen to him.. he noticed this, which upset him very much, he grabbed you by the collar and said rudely. - are you listening to me?.. Since you are so stupid, why don't I teach you?...

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