The morning began as always: Lin dragging Ren to her early morning torture routine.
"Me too...?" Taro began to ask when Lin looked at him.
"N-no... The... The attendance," he hurried to add. "Wei still takes roll and..."
"Hmm," Lin narrowed her eyes. "Wei hasn't been giving good classes lately."
"But attendance!" Taro insisted. "It's important to maintain the record and my grade could..."
Lin sighed. "Fine. But after the final exam, you'll come train too."
Taro had never been so grateful for school bureaucracy.
Min and Liu were naturally saved, having other teachers in the first hours. They wouldn't join the torture group until Yang's class.
When Taro entered the classroom, Wei was already there, sitting at his desk with a lost look. The usual class murmur seemed more subdued, as if the professor's depressive atmosphere was contagious.
"Taro," a voice called from behind.
It was Mira.