Episode 3
Today was a normal day at university, A beginning of new semester, with all new faces at least for few months.
With same excitement and unfamiliarity around people, a classroom was held with all new faces.
In front of classroom spoke a man, who seemed really knowledgeable man about the topic being issued in a deep voice.
Sienna James
Ehhh… What a delight to my eyes Ana *drowning at the view sitting on the first row*
Sienna James
(ʃƪ＾3＾）
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
Hold yourself stupid girl *says in low voice*
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
And at end all it matters is your discipline, punctuality and efforts you put into your works. Here we all are pursing masters. *in his usual cold demeanor*
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
And I don't think we are all dumb enough for getting lectured like a high school students in here.
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
So let's keep peace and move on every day.
Everyone
*nodded in unison*
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
Myself Alexander Segregyev*scanning everyone with his eyes*
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
A senior lecturer of poetry, cultural literature and modern drama. We will see each other a lot. Make sure not to piss me off *says without hesitation*
Sienna James
Heard that girl??...wow I would melt under his touch *almost in love*
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
Don't fall for him too come on, don't grab this cold ice's attention-
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
Miss there in first row *points fingers at Anastasia*
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
Seems like she is eager for handling my part of speech for today. *coldly*
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
*startled*
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
Well professor, I apologize for-
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
*cuts in middle* Since you were so eager please tell me the meaning of poetry in simple words.
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
*ashamed on confrontation*
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
(SHI*)
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
*gathers herself*
Sienna James
*feels guilty and sits with sad face*
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
Well a word as vast a poetry can't be defined at simply as per in my definition professor *challenging eyes*
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
But if you ask, simply I'd say
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
Poetry, where words bloom into dreams,
In verses woven with heart's streams,
Each line a whisper, a tale untold,
In rhythm's dance, emotions unfold. *says getting lost in words herself with indescribable rhythm*
Atlas Robertson (ML)
Magnificent *lost in her words and probably impressed*
Atlas Robertson (ML)
Did you hear woah- *excitedly*
Ivan Moretti (ML)
*sleeping soundly*
Atlas Robertson (ML)
乁( . ര ʖ̯ ര . )ㄏ *side eye to Ivan *
Atlas Robertson (ML)
why did I even bother *shuts his mouth*
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
Well defined. *starts getting to his own topic of teaching*
Sienna James
(What does he means weLl DeFinEd , cold bastard )
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
*Satisfied smile at professor*
Anastasia Volkov (MC)
(Arrogance tops me sometimes)
The lecture went on for few hours and at end.
Alexander Segregyev (ML)
Class dismissed *same cold tone*
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