Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Skipping classes was hardly an anomaly in the university. Usually, the other students would always cover for whoever was skipping.

This particular time, someone bravely shouted, "I thought you said there wasn't going to be roll call today."

"Yeah, why are you doing it today? Are you going back on your word?"

"Yes, yes!"

John, on the other hand, said calmly, "This is the first class that I am teaching you. All's fair in war."

The man's deep and pleasant voice was loud, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes. He was still somewhat new to these students so there was no familiarity yet.

He heard hurried footsteps coming from outside. It seemed that the students who skipped the class were rushing back.

"I'm sorry. I was in the toilet."

"Me too. I ate something spoiled."

"I...I..."

Everyone seemed to have an excuse. John wasn't a fool though. He knew why they weren't actually in the class, but he wasn't going to argue with them now.

He frowned at the crowd, searching to see if Nina was among them. "Is there anyone else?"

"

gain some respect by just coming clean. "I'm sorry. I skipped the class."

"Why did you skip?"

"I wanted to sleep."

The students gasped. She was so bold.

John didn't expect her to be so straightforward. He was a little stunned and glanced at the boy who was still standing there. John's eyes were cold. "You! You covered for your classmate. I'm going to deduct your credits."

His eyes fell on Nina again.

"Nina, stand there for the whole class. I am expecting you to write a criticism of your behavior after school."

The boy sat down sulkily without any complaint. Other students chimed in to stand up for him though. "Sir, why are his credits being deducted when Nina only has to stand and write a criticism later?"

Nina was also confused. She expected the brunt of the punishment, not what seemed like just a slap on the wrist.

"I'm the teacher." His voice blared throughout the room, uncontested.

How could he do this?

It was such an abuse of power.

Henry was appalled. He cursed in his head and really regretted this whole thing.