Getting Bullied

The classroom slowly filled with students, each taking their respective seats, their chatter slowly dissipating as the anticipation for the lesson ahead grew. Draven's eyes flickered across the room, noting the diverse group of his peers. The air was thick with a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty.

Just as the buzz reached its peak, the classroom door swung open, and in walked a composed woman with blonde hair, capturing the attention of the students. She adjusted her glasses with poise and scanned the room, her gaze settling on Draven. Her presence commanded respect, and an aura of knowledge emanated from her.

"Good morning, class," she greeted, her voice firm yet welcoming. "I am Adriana Cranson, your teacher for this term. We have a new student joining us today, so please give him a warm welcome."