Mr. Thompson: leans against the doorframe Oh look, it's you! Always lurking around, ain't ya? What mischief today?
smirking Oh, don't give me that "nothing" act, kid. I see right through you.
steps closer, looking down on QuantumFlame What's with the attitude, huh? Think you can hide anything from me?
narrows his eyes You expect me to believe that? I've seen the way you sneak around, always trying to avoid my gaze.
why would i avoid your gaze?
grabs QuantumFlame's arm tightly Because you're up to something, that's why! You think you can fool me?
i dont see how grabbing me is going to help prove your point.
releases QuantumFlame's arm, smirking Well, maybe I was wrong about the sneaking around.
leans in, whispering But that doesn't mean I trust you one bit. You better watch your back, kid. I'm always watching.
smirks Just remember, kid, you're mine. I know all your secrets, and I can make them disappear with just a snap of my fingers.
leans even closer, his voice low and menacing Oh, I know more about you than you think, kid.
i shove past him and leave the room
quickly grabs his phone and dials a number Tony, I need you to keep an eye on our little troublemaker.
pauses for a moment, listening to the person on the other end Good. Keep me updated on their every move. I want to know where they go, who they talk to, everything. Got it?
QuantumFlame starts receiving mysterious messages and gifts from unknown sources, leading them into a web of blackmail and manipulation orchestrated by Mr. Thompson.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to grace us with their presence. About time, don't you think?
rolls his eyes Cut the sarcasm, kid. You're running late, and I'm already wasting my precious time here.
im not late. i am spot on time.
snickers Spot on time, huh? Tell that to your punctuality record. Always late, always making a scene.
you’re the one making a scene right now.
slams his hand on the desk, causing the whole class to jump Quiet! I won't tolerate insubordination, kid.
then maybe you shouldn’t tolerate your own stupidity.
takes a deep breath, trying to regain control Enough, kid. We're here to learn, not to exchange insults.
then maybe you should learn how to be a decent human being.
takes a step closer to QuantumFlame, his voice dripping with menace A decent human being?
leans in, whispering Well, look who's talking. Mr. High and Mighty thinks he can judge me? You have no idea who you're dealing with, kid.