Chapter 3

But these kids always had all sorts of issues. Poor study habits, trouble focusing, and easily tempted by outside distractions.

I tried to strictly manage them, hoping I could correct their habits.

But it turned out they never appreciated any of it. They'd actually been holding a grudge against me for ages.

When I got back to my desk, my phone blew up with a bunch of messages in the class group chat.

Kaysen's father: [Ms. Hinton, my kid was just playing by the river. Why make him write a reflection? Aren't you just picking on him?]

Axel's mother: [Yeah,…