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... ilst rising to his feet in an unhurried manner.
This class’s teacher had arrived, so naturally, the students needed to take to their feet to welcome him.
"You can have your seats." His soft voice entered their ears. It was akin to a whisper.
When he taught, the class usually remained extra silent, because he really didn’t have a deep or loud voice.
Though the instructor was in his thirties, he looked like a young adult, no older than twenty.
He wasn’t the ...
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