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After a period of only one month, you had already gotten two detentions for falling asleep in class. So far, you had dozed off about six times in --only-- this week. The last time you had fallen asleep, Professor Stein had slapped you over the head. [HARD.]
You might have been a fairly intelligent student, but there was only one reason why you weren't failing class yet. And that was the main one.
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"Ouch!" You groan strangledly and rub the sore spot where a textbook --just prior to-- had hit you in the head, eyeing Professor Stein warily, you turned to hiss at the blonde in a hushed voice. "Maka that hurt!"
"Pay attention." She admonishes you lightly, before reopening her book to continue reading and taking notes. It wasn't as if she was wrong, but you weren't either. Your nose twitches as you stare at the book she is holding and sigh heavily. "[That book must have a binding of STEEL.]" You conclude this silently as you slump over your desk and trace patterns with the tips of your fingers on the table.