"Our session ends here."
With a joyful demeanour, the professor walked out of the classroom and disappeared. The students began to chatter and the class plunged into disarray.
Jonathan was still pondering over the memories as he leaned on the table. His eyes were focused on a tree a little away from the building as the leaves swayed right and left with wind.
It was then his ears picked up footsteps approaching him.
"You, what's your name?"
The voice conveyed the arrogance and Jonathan deduced that this guy could be a 'young master' of some family.
"Jonathan."
He replied without bothering to look at the person and a plan slammed on Jonathan's table.
"You afraid to look at me? That's right. You must be afraid to look at humans, slave."
The entire class went silent as a specific word fell in their ears. The students were aghast as many covered their mouths in surprise.
"Say that again."
