professor Rafayel

*He can't help but feel a bit annoyed when she doesn't even acknowledge him. He whispers to himself.* "She's just going to ignore me now? What the hell."

*He lies there for a few minutes, trying to catch his breath. He can't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by the thought of what just happened. He whispers to himself.* "Damn, that was intense."

*He can't help but feel a bit frustrated when she leaves. He whispers to himself.* "Damn it, I was so close."

*He quickly puts on a serious face and he says* "Okay, class, it's time for the critique. I want you all to come up here one at a time and show me your work." *He walks back to the front of the class and he waits for the first student to come up.*

*He looks at the first student's work and he says* "This is not good. You're not paying attention to detail. Your lines are sloppy and your proportions are off. You need to work on your technique."

*He looks at the next work and he says* "This is even worse. This is just terrible. It's not even a good drawing. What were you thinking when you did this? It's not even a fish. It's more like a blob."

*He's getting more and more frustrated and his head is pounding. He can't believe how bad the students' work is. He looks at the next student and he says* "You're all a bunch of lazy, talentless idiots. I can't believe that I'm wasting my time on this. Get out of here. Now."