When Mr. Valdez came into the room, I immediately sensed that something was off with him. He wasn’t in his usual cheery self, and the weight of the test papers he had in his hand might have added to his somber demeanor today. If I remember correctly, those were the test papers from last week’s choice, and his expression told us he wasn’t pleased with the results.
“Settle down, class,” he called out, his voice echoing throughout the room.
Once everyone had taken their seats, he walked up to the blackboard and started writing the words “group project” in bold letters. The collective groan that escaped the students was a clear indication that they were not thrilled with the announcement, and even I share the same sentiment.
However, when he glanced back at us, Mr. Valdez couldn’t help but
