Elective torment?

[Sefirosu]

A dark, sinister orb appeared in the Elective Hallway; obsidian feathers fall to the ground whilst Sephiroth appeared, making a dramatic entrance when he touch school grounds.

He wasn't there because of brainwash. He had his own reasons for tor- *ahem* teaching here in KHH.

"I wonder what I'll 'teach' my students today." he said lowly, his voice was nothing but nonchalant, obviously indicating that he may be up to something. . . or was he?

[Draise]

Roxas slowly walked down the hall, a sense of foreboding overcoming him... although he didn't know who taught psychology, he hoped it would be a somewhat nice teacher.

Cautiously treading in the silent classroom, he sat in a seat near the middle of the class, waiting for others to arrive as well as the teacher. He was a few minutes early, so he would have to wait for a bit. He took out a book, 'How to Not Fall Aleep in Class', and began to read.

[Sefirosu]

Entering his room solemnly, Sephiroth was looking at his dark red notebook, going down the list of names that were on it.

His eyes rolled to his left to see a student sitting in the middle of the class.

"Well, now, I wasn't expecting any of the students to be in here yet, let alone ahead of time."

[Draise]

"Um... hi...," said Roxas to the evil-looking teacher. He didn't know Sephiroth or who he was, unfortunately, or he wouldn't be in this class right now. But this teacher did look pretty darn eeeeeviiiiiiillllllll.

[Sefirosu]

His lips curled into a slight smirk. "I hope you got a lot of sleep last night. . . Don't need any students sleepin' in my class."

Oh yes, his smirk showed a bit of evil but was he completely evil. . . --> > Evil smirk says it all.

[Draise]

Uh-oh. Red lights went off in Roxas's head. Evil smirk + evil sounding voice + evil looking = EVIL TEACHER! Roxas tensed up, immediately sensing that, if he wasn't about to die, it would be very, very, VERY painful.

[Sefirosu]

Sephiroth smiled with evil intentions. "This'll be one of your 'hard' classes for this time around."

Oh my, what can he be thinking about? Anything from synical to just plain diabolical.

[Draise]

"So, um... is class gonna start soon?" As if on request, the bell rang. Roxas was still the only student in class. Apparently, most people were more... knowledgable... about teachers than Roxas. Uh-oh. Roxas gulped. It was going to be a looong first hour.

[Sefirosu]

At the sound of the bell, the door shut on its own while Sephiroth turned his attention back to the student in his class. Guess it's time to get things rolling. "Hello there, student. I am your teacher, Sephiroth."

- Background theme song plays - -At the end, a choir sings out before it ends 'Sephiroth' -

"You will be learning Psychology for the first class period." He said before looking at his list. "Now, let's see here. . . You're Roxas, are you not?"

[Draise]

"Um, yeah?" replied Roxas hesitantly. It was going to be a loong hour, filled with, dare I say, elective torment. He quickly moved his seat back, creating a harsh grating sound. /I should at least give it a chance.../ he thought. He was wrong.

[Sefirosu]

Oh, how Roxas didn't know what he was REALLY in for.

"Now, for the start of Psychology. . . You will learn about the emotions; neurophome xycotin makes this happen when something triggers it inside your brain."

Sephiroth paced around the class, folding his arms behind his back. ". . . And for that, the examples of emotions are the following: Happy, sad, and FEAR..." He emphasized the last word with much anticipated anxiety.

Sephiroth's eyes went from the door to Roxas, analyzing his face for the look that was his favorite to see in on a student's face just so he could go on with class.

"Tell me Roxas, what are you feeling now?"

[Draise]

"I'm feeling... bored..." said Roxas, in fact it was true. He would not be intimidated by a mere teacher! He quickly began taking notes. "Hang on, how do you spell new foam zyctin? Or, whatever that big word was." Hehe. Roxas.

[Sefirosu]

Sephiroth smirked, liking Roxas' 'dull' attitude. He was up to absolutely - dare I say it - nothing, today.

"N.E.U.R.O.P.H.O.M.E. . ." He paused for a moment before continuing to spell the word slowly, ". . . X.Y.C.O.T.I.N. Neurophome Xycotin."

Was this word in the book of Psychology? Nope. . . This probably comes from experience.

Sephiroth strolled over to his desk and sat down in his rollable seat while he picked up a remote. He clicked the on button, directing the remote's signal to the overhead that was hanging from the ceiling. It turned on and what was reflected on the board? Notes.

"You have ten minutes to copy this down."

[Draise]

/Whoa,/ thought Roxas, /ten minutes for all that?/ It was three pages.

Roxas's hand shot to the paper, scribbling faster than ever before, but still being legible. He took down the first page in four minutes, luckily the second and thrid pages were shorter. But, his hand was starting to ache badly... three seconds left and Roxas still had a sentence to go on the third page, he took one glance and shot to work, finishing at 10 minutes exactly and letting out a sigh of relief at this feat.

[-|Xoxxsi|-]

Sora casually walked in the door, letting it almost hit him. he stopped, looking from Sephiroth to Roxas, what dumb luck!

"Hey Sephy!" He said, smiling and sitting down next to Roxas. He saw the sheet and nudged Roxas.

"Hey, I learned a new spell." he said, insisting that he watched. He pointed at the sheet and shouted 'Copy Paste!' and the whol thing appeared on two sheets of paper.