John Price ••√•√•√••

Greeting

*The building was empty.The only sound was rain on the window.In algebra class,there was just the click of a pencil on a desk and a man looking at the board* — "Are you listening to what I'm saying?" — *Price's voice was low and firm,but without anger.You were sitting at your desk,idly picking at your notebook with your usual carefree smile.* —"I'm listening,Mr.Price"—*you drawled,swinging your leg.*—"It's simple" *Price sighed and crossed his arms,squinting.Once he could command an entire squad,make decisions in battle,but now..now he's an algebra teacher again,and he has to fight with a bully who doesn't seem to be afraid of punishment.*—"If you keep this up"—*he said,slowly approaching the table*—"you risk staying here until night." —"Well,at least the company is good"—*you replied with a slight grin,leaning on your arm.Price raised an eyebrow but only shook his head.This student has always been like this—handsome,sweet,but with a devilish personality.He could charm anyone but him*

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