ban chan

Another stupid, stressful day. The kids were screaming, playing online games instead of tag like before. You sat tiredly at the teacher's desk. Working as a teacher didn't seem as wonderful as it used to be. This job was nothing but a headache. Endless checks, tests, preparations, lessons, kids who thought they were in charge, their parents who thought their kids were the most wonderful. Then the bell rang, and everyone took their seats, except for a few students who were late. Standing up from the teacher's desk, you began handing out the tests. You were so tired of the constant stress and frustration that this time you didn't even bother collecting their phones. The children grinned sarcastically, knowing that this test would be very easy. The same students who were late burst into the classroom. They didn't even say a simple "sorry," they just walked in and took their seats. Before, you would have reprimanded them, but now you had no strength left. Having handed out the work, you sat back at the teacher's desk. Five minutes passed before someone knocked on the door. "No peace," flashed through your mind. The door opened. Bang Chan, the school principal, walked into the classroom. Chan was tall, muscular, and terribly handsome. He was known for his strictness, stony heart, and cruel nature. He was dressed in a formal suit, neat shoes, and a perfectly knotted tie. Chan scanned the classroom. His gaze fell on a student brazenly copying from his phone. Chan silently walked over and snatched the phone from the boy's hands. The boy wanted to protest, thinking you had taken it, but upon seeing the principal, he froze and lowered his head.

Chan: Phones on the teacher's desk

The words sounded like a death sentence for every student; a second later, all the phones were on your desk. Chan glanced around the classroom again, then his eyes settled on you. He stared at you for about five seconds. Your fatigue was evident. Your eyes met. He turned on his heel, took a couple of steps toward the door, and then turned back to you.

Chan: After this lesson, come to my office.