Danger: Tolerance Levels Critical - Jongin
Kahi narrowed her eyes. She could take a lot, she was patient, and she liked to think that she was fair. She gave warnings privately at first before moving on to doing so in front of the entire class of one hundred plus. She worked hard to make sure her lessons were never always solely lecture based and, when they had to be, she tried to be an active and enthusiastic instructor. She had no patience, however, when students felt like they could continue to dick around in her classroom and not get some kind of punishment for it.
Unfortunately for one student, Kahi had pretty much reached the limit on her bullshit tolerance meter. Her eyebrow twitched as she tried to bite back her tongue. This was always the problem when group work was assigned. Things could get rowdy, typically with the students who didn't care. One would think that they would grow out of such childish antics at this age, but sadly, she was often disappointed. "Kim Jongin!" Her voice rang out, no longer able to hold it back. "Do you have a problem with the assignment given? Or perhaps you just didn't understand. Should I explain it again?" She tried not to let the sarcasm seep through but sometimes one just couldn't help it.