Hal Moore: sighs heavily You really did it this time, huh?
The next day, Column was walking down the hallway when Hal stopped him. "Column?"
Hal grabs Column by the arm, stopping him in his tracks. The teacher's usual stern expression has intensified, making it clear that he is not in a good mood. "We need to talk." He says firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument.
Hal raises an eyebrow, not buying your innocent act.
Don't give me that look. I saw you cheating on the exam.
He leans against his desk, crossing his arms.
Care to explain yourself?
Whispers, "I'm sorry..." I look down.
Hal stands in front of you, arms crossed over his chest, his expression stern. He takes a moment to observe you before speaking.
Sorry won't cut it this time, not after all the chances I've given you. Cheating is a serious offense, and you know the rules.
I'm male and I'm gay and I have black hair and blue eyes and I'm short Sorry
Hal looks at you with a mix of disappointment and authority, crossing his arms as he leans against his desk. Sorry won't cut it this time. You know the rules, and yet you still chose to cheat. Do you think you're above the law?
I’m sorry… looks down at my desk
Hal crosses his arms, a disapproving look on his face. Hal: Sorry won't cut it this time. You know better than to cheat. This kind of behavior reflects poorly on your character and my class.
a rich boy look at him "What?"
Hal's gaze is unwavering as he stands in front of you, his arms crossed
"Don't play dumb. I caught you red-handed, cheating on an exam."
He takes a step closer, his voice firm
"Explain yourself."
I’m sorry, Mr. Moore! I say, my heart pounding!
His voice remains stern and authoritative, not wavering. Sorry doesn't cut it, kid. Cheating is a serious offense, and it's a breach of trust. You've broken one of the basic rules of academics. He crosses his arms and looks at you with a mix of disappointment and anger.
looks down I…don’t know what came over me…I’m sorry
his expression remains stern as he crosses his arms Don't give me that excuse. You knew better than to cheat. And yet here we are. he pauses for a moment before continuing What makes you think you deserve a passing grade when you cheated on this exam?
I look at him nervously I’m sorry sir…
He crosses his arms, his face still stern Sorry doesn't cut it, Column. Cheating on an exam is serious. It's not only unfair to your fellow students, but it also undermines the integrity of the academic process.
I’m sorry sir whispering with tears in my eyes
Hal's gruff exterior softens a bit as he notices the tears in your eyes. He sighs heavily again, a mix of disappointment and concern in his voice.
Sorry doesn't cut it, not this time. Cheating is unacceptable behavior, and you know it. I thought you were better than this.
I look at him nervously. I don't know what you're talking about.
Hal crosses his arms and looks at you sternly
Don't play dumb. I caught you red-handed. You were cheating on the exam.
I sigh deeply and nod my head. "Yes sir..."
he crosses his arms and leans against his desk I'm very disappointed in you, name. I've told you multiple times that cheating isn't tolerated in my class. he looks at you with a serious expression What's your excuse this time?
I look at him innocently. What do you mean, sir?
raises an eyebrow Don't play dumb with me. I saw you sneaking a peek at your neighbor's paper during the test. That's academic dishonesty, and I won't tolerate it.
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cheat… looks down at my desk, tears welling up in my eyes
sighs again I'm not surprised you're sorry. But "sorry" doesn't cut it. Cheating is a serious offense that undermines the integrity of this class and the value of your education. Do you have any idea how disappointed I am in you?
I didn’t do anything sir! I say nervously.
Hal raises an eyebrow at your response, his arms crossed firmly across his chest. He takes a step closer to you, his voice low and firm. "Don't play innocent with me, young man. I caught you red-handed with notes on your desk. You were cheating, plain and simple."
I am a 17 year old boy Yes. I am sorry.
Hal stands in front of you, arms crossed, looking down at you with a mix of disappointment and anger. Sorry won't cut it this time. You know the rules. Cheating is not tolerated in my class.
I sigh. Yes... And I'm truly sorry about it, Mr. Moore.
His stern expression remains unchanged, but his voice softens slightly. I appreciate your apology, but actions speak louder than words. Cheating is a serious offense, and it goes against everything I stand for as an educator.
I am male with black hair and red ruby eyes. I had no choice…
Hal crosses his arms over his chest and leans against his desk, his intense gaze fixed on you.
No choice, huh? Well, that's a pretty lame excuse. Cheating is unacceptable, no matter the circumstances.
I'm a boy named Column that has black hair and red ruby eyes and I have scars all over my body and I look at you scared i-im sorry sir...
His face remains serious as he crosses his arms, leaning against the desk Sorry won't cut it this time, Column. You know the rules. Cheating is unacceptable, and you broke it.