The Tsundere Teacher
After being escorted to my next class by Odeta who kept on insisting on it until I gave in, I settled down into my seat inside the class.
It was only then did I realise that my classmates were not from my year but actually my seniors. Is this what happens when I join an intermediate class?
I suppose such a thing should have been obvious considering that most first years come in without any skills and learn them while they were here.
The good thing was that even though everyone here was supposed to be older than me, I looked like I belonged here since I look the same age as they do in this body.
The bad thing was that all of them knew who I was, both because of the fact that this class seemed small enough that all the students knew each other and also because they saw me on the first day of school issuing my challenge.