441 Search him yourself

The two–hour nap time was over and the class teacher returned from the meeting she had attended with the other staff. There was no need for her to wake the kids because the school alarm already did. 1

She waited for about thirty minutes for them to get a hold of themselves before she started calling the monthly register.

The school, although documents everything on the system, is still adept at using traditional registers monthly to track the number of times their students appeared in class in a month.

Their reason for doing so was that, a few years back, a student was caught hacking his class‘ system and making sure he always marked himself present, whereas he skips school almost every day. The reason that the junior high schooler wasted so much money to get a hacker was because his grandfather promised to pass on his company to the boy’s younger brother if he skips–class again.

The issue caused a lot of trouble for the school, so because of that, they settled for book registers.

Presently, Valen’s class teacher was calling registers and nothing seemed to be wrong until he got to Valen’s name.

She looked up from the Register to see Valen reading a book.

“Valen Lu!”

The young child raised his gaze and looked at her.

“Come out here,” she instructed, pointing to the space in front of her.

Valen got up and trudged to stand in front of her.

“Do you

be in school so

hate to be in school, but hate to

that, you took things

what she was talking about

“Answer me, boy!”

You haven’t told me what I’ve done wrong.” Valen

a black marker

could you conclude

looked at the register and pointed.

that wasn’t my name. You’re accusing me without proof

was stunned as she looked at the child, whose hands were inside his pocket. His bangs that were covering one eye wouldn’t give her access to see the wild look

your punishment double. But if I wrongly accused you,

Whoever did it should be transferred to class

“Fine.” She stood up and yelled, “All of you,

50 students, she couldn’t find a black marker. She went back to her desk and said to Valen,

bag. Fatty was all smiles as he watched from his

She didn’t want Valen to

said.

placed Valen’s books on her desk and brought out a black marker. She searched all the smaller parts of the

the class. “After the count of three if you don’t

got up and pointed at

lay false

saw him. Right, everyone?” he asked his friends and they

we saw him writing in that book with that black permanent Marker he

at Valen with a frown. Ever since he came into this class, the boy had been finding ways to get suspended, which

“Valen?” she called.

hand. He pulled her sleeve up and wrote with the marker on her arm.

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