#14 Fake versus Real (Part III)
"I will
collect your books at the end of the day.
Please don't play around. Your
education is very important."
The sudden
cessation of noise hurt my ears. There was a scrape of sound somehow outside the others: like knowing jet black is not the same as ink black although the eyes might not be able to pick out the difference when one was layered over the other. I turned at this sound, unsurprised to see the face peering into the classroom. The door handle twisted and a woman stepped in.
"You're teaching them?"
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