~{INGRID'S POV}~
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I fell onto my bed with a loud huff as I buried my face in the covers.
Sir Caleb really drilled me and it has just been five days since I started learning from him.
His classes were intense and he didn't hold back when it was necessary to shout at me and that made me sit up in an instant.
I never knew learning art was this difficult. He even taught me measurements and calculations when all I want to do is draw.
I groaned and began to bang the bed in frustration. Right now I was on break for just an hour then I will get back to the intensity.
I slipped from the bed and fell to the floor so I could stare up at the ceiling.
If Sir Caleb was this intense then how would Lord Lanzon be?
At that thought, my body shivered because it was obvious he would be a difficult teacher.
