Dante's expression softened just a little. "You all have behaved far better than the first time you joined this class."
Every baby went silent. Even Alina blinked, curious.
Because Dante's face clearly showed he was remembering something… unpleasant.
And indeed he was.
Drake, during his early days, had burned a chair every two days just by existing.
Kelpie had flooded the classroom so many times the janitor developed a fear of water.
Boo lodged dramatic complaints daily—sometimes hourly.
Luna used to howl without warning, startling every creature within ten kilometers.
Rocky turned into an actual rock in the middle of lessons, daily.
Vlad Jr. refused to speak to anyone because he didn't like teacher.
Sable used to hide under desks with trembling shadows.
Only Lucien and Felix had behaved, including Sable.
Dante looked over his students now, quiet, focused, beautifully improved, and felt genuinely proud.
