Class Four
[ Indeed, it is time for your fourth class.
At the front of the class, there is a young, blonde boy standing, staring blankly ahead as though he is completely unaware of your presences. You can hear the faint sound of techno music from a pair of skull-shaped headphones.
... He doesn't hear a word you say.]
At the front of the class, there is a young, blonde boy standing, staring blankly ahead as though he is completely unaware of your presences. You can hear the faint sound of techno music from a pair of skull-shaped headphones.
... He doesn't hear a word you say.]