That's quite good, Clarissa

"Okay, shall we open our textbooks to page 12?" The teacher was a 33-year-old man with a well-shaved mustache, perfectly carved eyebrows, and quite a handsome face.

Just like Miss Stella, he was also popular among the students. It was sometimes rumored that he had a crush on Miss Stella, given how he acted all shy around her, despite his cool guy appearance.

He was the teacher for the first period and as he gave the instructions, the students started shuffling the leaves of their textbooks, trying to get to that page.

Alice sat upright, doing just that, like everyone else. Another peaceful day seemed to be upon her and she didn't hate it. It was the kind of atmosphere one could sleep in, but she told herself she wouldn't sleep during classes, so that was what she was going to do.

"Does anyone want to read the text in Paragraph three?" The teacher asked, glancing through the class of slightly uninterested teens.