the whole class was silent, just looking around the class, to see who's not here.. I know every single face, I remember them. and I know who's not here and that's the problem. she's not here 'again'

suddenly, the door opened.. 'here she is.. without looking, I can small her. I can hear her breath'.. that was my thoughts you apologize for being late with your soft voice, and with one look, I sent you out.. "get out.." my voice was cold, and I started the lecture right away..

.. after class, you come to me.. bcoz I wanted to talk to you about this. it's not your first time being late

"could you please explain why you were late?!?. again?? " my voice low, cold.. without looking at you I asked while writing. then for a second I looked at you just to say

" sit.. on this chair.. " I could feel my voice was softer and caring