CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
~DAPHNE~
I suddenly felt shy as all eyes were on me. I hated being in the spotlight because it always made me feel naked. Maybe it was PTSD from being watched by thousands of horny f***s online.
Whenever people looked, it always felt like they were dissecting different parts of my body with their eyes. I managed to raise my head as I glanced around and not one person managed to resurrect their frog.
“Good job,” Kennedy, who was sitting beside me nudged me. I flashed her a small smile.
“Well, it looks like only one person resurrected their frog, and in such a short time too. This is the part where you all clap,”
The whole class burst into applause as Professor Blowfish walked towards me, his staff firmly in his hands. He paused in front of my table, examining the fr
