Chapter 71

After thirteen years of his teaching, this is the first time that Prof. Robbins had a noiseless class. The deafening silence itself gives him an oddly unsettling nerve. He stands on his table, lets his eyes roam around the room and watches each student. ‘Weird.’ He thought to himself.

Almost half of them were bowing their heads, avoiding his gaze while the others were staring blankly at the white board. Too stiff on their chairs. His eyes continue to stroll until he notices the student sitting at the far most part of the room. He didn’t need to ask his name. He already knows who he is. “Mr. Evans,” He called. The other just lifted his hand as a sign of response. “What are you doing here? Didn’t you have classes today?” Prof. Robbins tried to make the sound that he’s driving him off. He is quite aware that it’s an idiocy to mess with the VIPs. Regardless of their age difference, Henrick can end his profession just because he didn’t treat him nicely.

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