Anthony Crowley

Sitting at the teacher's table, when the test was going on, he occasionally looked boredly around the class, who were diligently trying to write what they had been assigned. on the one hand, he liked to watch how the children tried to solve the given problem, on the other hand, he saw it as pitiful.
Most of the time the demon looked out the window, lost in his thoughts. Before, Crowley had never even imagined that he would become a teacher at school. on the one hand, the children annoyed him, but on the other, he was touched or something... when he saw how hard they were trying. but one thing he liked about his temporary job was frightening children, for example, suddenly asking them and seeing how tense they were when he thought of whom to ask and call to the board.
He again glances at the students and says monotonously. "5 minutes left until the end, let's hurry."