The Impact system In the classroom of the elite

chapter-12 best sensei

We showed you, Sensei! When we really try our best, we can do anything," someone shouted triumphantly from the back of the room.

I silently disagreed. The notion that giving our best effort makes the impossible possible and that our limits are self-imposed is a comforting lie people often cling to. It's a nice thought, but reality is far harsher. Trying our best is crucial, yes, but it doesn't mean we can achieve anything. There are limits, and some things are simply beyond our control, no matter how much effort we put in.

This is why people are constantly pressured to achieve the impossible, with others saying, "If you try your best, you can do it." It's easy to set expectations for others, to tell them they can do anything if they just work hard enough. But these same people rarely hold themselves to those standards. They don't understand the difficulty of achieving the expectations they so casually set for others.

"Yes, I recognize that you all did very well," Chabashira-sensei said, holding a red pen in her hand. "However..."

She drew a red line right above Sudou's name on the score sheet, confirming what I had suspected all along.

"W-What does that mean?" Sudou stammered, his face paling.

"You failed, Sudou," she said flatly.

"You're lying, right? Don't give me this crap! Why did I fail?" he cried out, his voice thick with desperation.

Lying? I wouldn't say so, judging by her serious expression.

The classroom fell into a heavy silence, as the weight of her words sank in. The once arrogant boy was now drowning in despair.

"Don't screw with me! I passed! I got more than thirty-two!" Sudou shouted, clinging to the last shred of hope.

"When did anyone say that the passing mark was thirty-two?" Chabashira-sensei asked calmly.

"No, no, Sensei, you said so, right? Right, everyone?" Ike shouted, trying to rally support.

"Say whatever you want. It doesn't matter. This is the undeniable truth. You had to score at least forty-three. In other words, you fell one point short. You were so close."

"F-Forty-three? You never told us that!" Sudou's voice quivered with disbelief.

"Should I tell you how we determine our passing grade?" Chabashira-sensei asked, turning to the board. She wrote a simple formula: 86.8 divided by 2 equals 43.4.

"S-Sensei, is Sudou really being expelled? Is there anything we can do?" Hirata was the first to voice concern, even though Sudou had never been kind to him.

Is Hirata genuinely concerned, or is this just another act? If it's kindness, it's dangerous because there's no such thing as kindness without reason. I don't care what others say-I always trust my beliefs. If Hirata's behavior is an act, unlike Kushida, I'll need to eliminate him.

"Yes, he's being expelled. He got a failing grade," Chabashira-sensei confirmed.

"Could we possibly see Sudou's answer sheet?" Hirata asked, still hoping to find a way out.

"Even if you look over it, you won't find any grading mistakes. I expected you to protest," she replied, her tone measured.

Expected? Why was she expecting it? Had she grasped Hirata's character without having had much direct interaction with him? It seems absurd, or perhaps she was already aware of his behavior? Either way, it's clear she's revealing more information than she lets on, especially to observant students, while carefully choosing her words.

I'm starting to think our sensei might be the best sensei in this entire school.

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