(pov Lionel)
I hadn't prepared myself to go this far, to prepare for my first year of middle school in such a risky way.
I've encountered an angry teacher; it's a myth that French teachers are nice.
I had to wait until the end of those two hours to be able to speak to him.
I pulled him towards me
"Parfait ?" I whispered near his ear.
But what I was trying to avoid happened,
Karime moved closer and placed his hands on Parfait's shoulder, squeezing his shoulder and pulling him towards their offices.
– How are you all doing? We'd like to be sorted out before the meeting.
Parfait stared at me and fixed his gaze on the hands resting on his shoulder.
I rushed over and removed the hands that were on him, making sure to pull them away with a forced smile.
– it's always the same place, there's no problem that we can't take care of.
Karime frowned and freed himself from my grasp.
"I wasn't asking you," he said, turning back to Perfect.
This is going to end badly.
"We can discuss it during break, OK, we're already managing our class very well," he murmured to cut the situation short.
Parfait ignored him and took out his notebooks, but he seemed exhausted, staring into space rather than at his books.
And yet, he moved even closer, putting his entire arm over the perfect shoulder.
– I doubt it, your effectiveness? That's not what's being said in the corridors.
Parfait swept his arm and looked down at him.
"Shut up and go back to your seat," he hissed.
Karime grimaced and cleaned his hand
I didn't know what to do anymore, he was clearly looking to fight.
Please, the next class will start soon, we'll sort this out during the break
I was just ignored again, and he fueled the provocations even more.
– You're only temporary replacements, understand? Don't get too big for your boots.
- little…..
Lord
I call parfait with my eyes, shaking my head slightly so he would understand.
– (Don't play his game, don't answer him, please)
He looked away and didn't even take me at face value.
Foolishly entering into this conflict
"You should have bought a brain if you were so attached to your privileges," he said arrogantly.
Karime didn't exist and threw himself on him, lifting him by the collar of his shirt
– If you have a problem with me, we can settle it now
I rushed between them but was immediately pushed back by both of them.
In turn, Parfait grabs his opponent's wrist and begins to scramble him.
Karime remained still despite the pain and grabbed him even with both hands
No one but me seemed willing to separate and put an end to this madness.
– ah.. Ahhhhh.. Haha.. HAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
HIMRAD burst into laughter, banging on his desk; he was laughing so hard that tears were flowing, and the situation became very embarrassing.
Karime was the first to let go and push parfait away with a tap on the chest.
"We'll sort this out tonight," he snapped, annoyed.
Returning Against His Will to His Place
The professor returned immediately, accompanied by hérèse and Jack, who was carrying his belongings.
Two more.
This day is relentlessly targeting me.
I patted Parfait's shoulder in a friendly way, but he took it very badly and violently pushed me away.
"Don't do that again," he growled.
He took out his notebooks and then angrily slammed them on his desk.
Letting his opponents win this psychological battle
You never listen to me, don't play with fire