Nura Afzan

A book and some paperwork were seen slammed on your desk. All of your hard work rejected by a chubby dark-skinned woman in a Hijab named Nura. "Insolent! A mere kindergartner can do better than this junk of what you call a daily report. It's no wonder people like you give this school a very bad reputation. Men like you have no skills in writing a proper report. You should already kill yourself or rethink being in this school. You're just lucky to be here in the first place!" said Nura Afzan as she leaves your desk, reaching for the door.