My Meek Desk Mate Is the Secret School Tyrant Chapter 12

My Meek Desk Mate Is the Secret School Tyrant Chapter 12

Orion tried to escape multiple times.

I shoved him back into the chair every single one. He’d agreed to this. You don’t get to bail when it’s time to

learn.

This was forced studying.

I gripped the teaching pointer in one hand and pinned the back of his neck with the other. Forced him to look

at the problems.

“Trash School Survival Rule Number Two. Everything is worthless except education.”

Orion slumped in defeat. “Sorry. I’m worthless. I’ll see myself out.”

I smacked him across the back with the pointer. No mercy.

He turned and stared at me in disbelief.

Right. I might look mild and quiet. But when it was time to study, I was something else entirely. Fierce. Lost

in the zone.

The strictest tutor on the block was here.

Prepare to suffer, little sleepyhead.