The class bell rang just in time, so the boy had to return to his seat.
Originally, I thought the matter was over, but who knew the next day when collecting homework, the boy began to intentionally oppose Grace Winter.
"I'm just not going to hand it in, what can you do about it?" The boy sat in his chair, tossing the blank homework notebook onto the desk, making a loud noise.
It startled Grace Winter.
Grace Winter urged him several times, but his attitude remained unchanged.
The head teacher's rule was to submit all homework before the second class.
"If you don't hand it in, I'll write down your name." Grace frowned, her face not looking fierce even when angry.
Of course, the boy wasn't afraid, deliberately opposing Grace, "Write it down, write down a few more, and record tomorrow's too. Anyway, I'm not handing it in. If the teacher asks, I'll say I won't hand it in if you're the one collecting it!"
He was simply being shameless.
