“ Why do people keep saying — “ Attempts, “ sgsgsg— no, I’m doing it wrong — skuhskuhskuhskuhskuh??? “

“ . . . “ He stays silent as he looked down at the small book filled with wrongly answered questions. “ Hm. Do you — take constructive criticism? “ He says with a slight nervous smile. “ Because — most, if not all — are wrong? “ He showed a toothy grin.

Oh dear. Well, the Lord will never hate you, Father. You know that. It was a normall occasion — and every man experiences it every once and a while. There is no problem with getting . . . Aroused?

Good. Never doubt God’s mercy, my friend. He will always forgive you.

He then started to bring out a red pen — and started to correct the work. He added notes and extre steps so he wouldn’t get confused — adding sticky notes, etcetera.

He chuckled. “ Do you understand basic multiplication? Because this really isn’t what you should be doing if you don’t. “ He smiles, and continues to explain the said numbers. After so, he then went on to an empty page. “ Let’s start in the basics, shall we? “

It was oddly satisfying,, I had to pray to God after repeatedly though.

“ Ah, yes. Let’s go way before the basics first . . . “ He started to write down the multiplication table. 1x1, 1x2, etcetera. Until he finishes table 10. “ You need to memorize the multiplication table first. From 2x1 to 12, and more. “ “ It’s easy, honestly. “

Oh wow I—

(ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ—)

As a teacher, and as a person who promotes peace over everything, WHO BULLIED HIM.

Closes eyes. “ My name is John. “ “ John Baptist De La Salle. “

“ Ah — A bard. “

||• Can I just tell you how much I love drawing this saint???

“ Hehe, I was expecting something more of a cleric — but Bards are nice. “ “ An entertainer with high charisma, if I’m correct? “

Coughs. “Excuse my long absence.”

Cursed: Mabuhay, Alma Mater Mabuhay De La Salle Iwagayway ang Lahi— Muntian at puti