The Last Pureblood Spell Caster

Treize

Frost POV

I was walking for my first subject class.

When I arrived at the room i sat down and wait for the teacher to come.

I was starring at the tick of the clock when an average age man came in.

Who is he?

"Good morning"
He greeted

"Good morning!" My classmates greeted of course except me, im not a fan of greeting .

For short im not polite.

"Someone's being disrespectful in our class" the teacher said while looking at my direction.

I just gave my classmates a cold stare and they diverted their eyes in other direction.

"By the way ,Im Prof. Aldrin Chiu . and I will be your new prof." He said and i don't care -_-

after his lectures ,he let us out.

Im walking to the canteen when I feel something that I felt weeks before. A strong feeling of i dont know .

Its literally strange.