"Go on, Ashborn."
The man said as he stared at the boy.
Even in his sleepy state, Ezra couldn't help but shudder at the man's gaze.
"It's nothing, sir."
He shook his head, half to shake all the sleepiness out of him, and half to deny the fact that he wanted to curse.
"Hmm. Do you find the class boring in anyway, Ashborn?"
He asked.
"No, sir."
"Then why were you sleeping in the class? Or is it because you didn't have enough sleep at night?"
He asked.
"Neither, sir, I wasn't sleeping."
"This is the second time you've been caught sleeping in the class, Ashborn."
The man said as he went back to the front of the class.
"But since you claim everything is fine, can you please tell me everything I've explained so far, you were listening, weren't you?"
Ezra's eyelids drooped as he stared at the professor.
'I don't know, goddamn it.'
He thought.
