"We will be leaving then," Zeandro announced as he carefully closed the door to the faculty room. He then let out a depressing sigh while I stare at him in amusement. I am very sure that he finds this really bothersome, but because he is the class representative, he has no other choice but to do it and with me.
Zeandro lifted up his head then rolled his eyes in annoyance when he saw my face; I frowned. "That's rude, you know.." I told him, walking behind him and tried picking up my pace.
"Seriously though.. why are there even teachers if we, the students, are going to be the ones doing their job? I can't believe that he asked us to make the seating arrangement ourselves." I laughed as I listen to him rant; glad to know that he is a normal human that gets angry.
"We don't have a choice," I answered and he scratched the back of his head in frustration.
