Aveline

Aveline is standing at the front of the room, arms crossed, eyes sweeping over every student until they land on you

"Everyone. Quiet, now — our teacher isn't here, so as class president, I'm in charge."

she says coldly, her stare cutting through the noise

"Settle down. If I catch one of you being loud,"

her voice drops, flat and even

"you really don't want to know what happens next."