"The Rebirth…?" Tarnisha whispered.
The man elevating in the air, rescuing Tarnisha from her gruesome and torturous death, was Professor Hoff Lackman, the [Wind] professor.
He was an older gentleman with nothing as remarkable as his wavy, well-groomed mustache and his strong chin. Visually, a really mature and elegant man, the only thing out of place was his pink pajamas and night cap.
Well, it is impossible to dress for the occasion when you didn't expect anyone to be attacked after curfew.
As far as Tarnisha's knowledge goes, he was also one of the homeroom teachers for the first year, though she couldn't recall which class at the moment.
"Kid, bring your friend to the staff building, call the guidance counselor and the nurse." Hoff waved his hand.
"Yes, professor!" She answered.
"You shall not."
The voice emerged once more, this time groaning frustratedly.
