Resumption Of Time

It was ten o'clock in the morning, a Professor was once again situated in front of the classroom. On their table, there was a cup of coffee along with their other educational materials.

The Professor was sporting a headache and had bags underneath their eyes, as they droned in front of the room. They were far from becoming the chipper morning teacher. Instead they were the one who looked like they were nursing a hangover.

Chan Lee felt a drop of sweat slide down from her face, she wiped her brow and tried to concentrate. Attending classes after breakfast turned out to be a somewhat awkward experience now that all three of them were sitting with her for class.

The three of them were keeping their words of promise.