Emily Blair let out a sudden laugh.
It had never occurred to her that the sharp, quick-witted Elizabeth Wilson could have been so different back in high school.
She found it oddly amusing.
The next class was, once again, with the same teacher from before. Emily still had no intention of lifting her head.
But the classroom buzzed with whispers all around her.
“Why did we get a new teacher?”
“Ma’am, you’re in the wrong class.”
“Isn’t she supposed to be teaching the honors class?”
Only then did Emily look up and realize that the teacher at the front was, in fact, her old chemistry teacher.
Her brows furrowed instantly.
This teacher was excellent—she’d coached several students to top scores on the national exams. The school always assigned her to the best-performing classes; there was no way she would ever end up in a class the school had already given up on.
The teacher’s expression was stern as she rapped the desk with her textbook, her tone uncompromising.
“Quiet down. This is the school’s decision. From now on, I’ll be your chemistry teacher. And yes, I’ll still be teaching the honors class as well. In my classroom, there is no fooling around, no sleeping, and you don’t speak louder than I do. You will follow every rule to the letter.”
“You can choose to listen, or not. But if you don’t, you’d better show results. If you can’t, well—don’t blame me for what comes next.”
“I will call your parents.”
“I expect you to remember everything I’ve just said. Don’t let me catch you slipping.”
When she finished, the room fell into dead silence.
No one had expected that, right before muddling through to graduation, they’d get stuck with such a strict teacher. To them, this wasn’t a blessing—it was more like divine punishment.
A few students turned to glare at Emily, resentment clear in their eyes.
Emily’s face darkened.

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