Chapter 44 Stranger In the Night

TWO MONTHS LATER

Zandro Bernardino POV

Almost done. Grabbing my coffee cup, I took a long drink of the black coffee inside and then grimaced. God, it was disgusting, but I was burning the midnight oil on campus trying to finish work for the day so I could free up the weekend. Marking the tests was such a tedious chore, especially when there were nearly two hundred to go through. Luckily the card reader did most of the marking, but I still needed to verify the results and input them. Did anyone even pay attention to my classes? The grades on many of the tests were disheartening. This was Intro Sociology; it should be a simple class to do well in. Maybe I was a shitty teacher this term? Who the fuck knew for sure? In previous years the grades hadn’t been this bad. Maybe it was a fluke. I really hoped it was a coincidence otherwise I’d have to figure out what was different; as if I didn’t already know. There were a few students who shone brightly over the others.

One in particular h