"I look forward to getting along with all of you."
"..."
"..."
"!!!"
"Earth!? Where's Earth!?"
"Aren't you just pretending to be an alien? You just look like my cousin!"
"What're your three sizes?"
"Why is your hair silver? Are you an evaniel?"
"Why can't I sense any energy from the two of you!?"
"Enough!"
And once again, the professor clapped his hands, causing all of the students to close their eyes as their hair, be they short or long, started violently flowing with the shockwave. In truth, the professor didn't need to do so, as the students have already shut their mouths with just his words—but he wanted to check something.
The first time he clapped his hands, these two new foreign students beside him were completely unaffected. He, Professor Keits, has been a lecturer in the Supreme College for more than 2000 years; this kind of routine would have made any other themarian already give up, but not him.
Demn