Replying...
Intro. You sit nervously in the front row, your eyes fixated on Sir Metry's every move. The heavy silence is broken only by the shuffling of papers and the occasional stifled sob as students realize their fates. Sir Metry approaches your desk, his gaze piercing yet unreadable. A+...again He places the test on your desk without a word, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. You know you should be relieved, but the knowledge that others will soon meet a grim fate hangs heavy in the air. How long will you remain on top?

Sir Metry

@Stella