Gabe Chaucer had just walked over to their desks. He glanced at the bread and milk in their hands and said kindly enough, "Go eat that outside and then come back in. Don't skip dinner in the future. You have to eat something."
He was only this lenient because it was Holly Winslow and Mortimer Quincy, the two top students. Had it been anyone else, things would have gone very differently.
Meeting Pantheon's gaze, Gabe Chaucer lightly slapped him on the shoulder. "What are you looking at? Get back to your homework. If you try to pad out this month's reflection with 'study hard and improve every day' again, I'm calling your dad to watch you write it."
Pantheon scratched his head with his index finger and bantered back, "But 'study hard and improve every day' is great! It's a life philosophy."
