He turned back and looked at us. His stare was soulless and cold.

“I’m Professor Skull Mustache,” he said as he walked towards the window, “and I am your new history teacher.” He opened the window and walked back to his desk. “Before starting anything let me explain my ‘teaching style.’” He picked up the history textbook and showed it to us. “This is what the parameters are for your final exam, but if you ask me if it does provide good lessons, I will say that it’s not clear and understandable. So ...” Then he just threw the book out of the window! “I will make sure to cover even beyond the book for you in a much, much clear state.”

He sounded quite confident about his style, but him throwing out a book from the window, was just crazy.

“Now,” he started again, “let’s discuss the way you need to behave in my class, shall we? Well, you can behave in any way you want, but then I have to behave the same way to you. For instance, You can sleep, talk, eat, or even start drawing but you better read that book that I just threw out of the window line by line cuz’ I will check your exam paper that way.” He looked serious, and also I noticed he uses his hands quite a lot. “Now, let’s keep the book out of here, what do you say?” We all nodded and then he continued. “Now what if you were listening, writing, and studying the way you should? Well, then your exam paper will be correct according to how close your answer was to what it wanted.”

He sat back his desk and opened his bag. “Now, since I don’t know the level of your class, I will be taking an oral exam from you all next class.” We were all happy, since oral exams took too much time and he probably needed to ask fewer questions. But then all our hopes were driven to disappointment. “Actually, I will make it a written exam. Now!”

That was just unfair, he totally played us! And Flaming Star stood up and said what we were all thinking: “That’s not fair, we’re not ready and you can’t just give us an exam on your first day!”

Prof. Skull Mustache looked at him and said, “Well, I can and you can stand beside the door if you are willing to avoid the exam!” His tone was quite low, but he was speaking clear and loud enough for everyone to hear what he said. Flaming Star went and stood next to the door, and then Prof. Skull Mustache gave us the papers and said, “Anyone else wants to join him at the door? Well, that was expected.”

After that he handed out the papers, he went and sat behind the desk, saying “You had better keep your eyes on your papers or else you’ll get to join my history book!” That was just so aggressive. And I have to say that the exam was so hard since I pretty much wasn’t paying attention in Ms. Dusty Fossils’s class, though I answered a couple of questions. After about a quarter of an hour he took the papers from us. And then he said something that crushed us again.

“Ten points will be subtracted from your next session oral exam!” We all groaned and asked why and then what he said shocked us all: “Since you were all victims of cruelty, and you stayed silent. Lesson one, King Sombra forced his people to battle endless wars to vastly increase his territory, and in the battle of the Crystal Valley, his forces united with the enemy and dethroned him.” Then he looked at Flaming Star and asked “What was your name, young man?”

“Flaming Star.”

“A flame, indeed. You have achieved the full mark for the next session oral exam! You may now take a seat.”

“Wait, what?”

“I don’t like to repeat myself, so just do as I said”

Author's Note

Make sure to check out other chapters too.

Special thanks to my editor Daniel Drazen.