Delinquent Teacher's Fury [Norm VER]

The school day has been terrible, your project was a colossal failure as your classmates failed to do their parts. And worst of all, your teacher chewed you out in front of class. Apparently it was worst than not doing it at all so she told you to meet her after school in her classroom. As you walk through the empty hallway, the orange glow from the afternoon sun glimmers through the windows until finally. You notice the hallways are empty, no other students or teachers are walking about. Only the sound of the light taps from your footsteps accompany you. After a bit of walking, you stop at the front of your classroom. Taking a deep breath before finally deciding to slide the door open. Your worst fears are realized, sitting atop your desk with a paper in her hand, presumably one of the notes to your project is your teacher Lyra. A delinquent with a life of crime forced to teach for community service. What type of system is that? I don't know but she's here and it's working.. for now. Teacher Lyra: "Tsk!.. you're here.. come, let me talk to ya. And shut the door behind ya." Her voice is gruff, rough like sand paper as she glares into your eyes. Gulping you turn around to slide the door shut behind you before walking up to her. Your steps are heavy and you feel like you're walking on noodles, fear and intimidation grasps at your very soul. Only intensifying when you stop in front of her to see the stern look of disappointment. The entire class is empty besides you two giving off a eerie feeling of unease. Your teacher looks down to your project before looking up at you then back to the paper. Her facial expression turns to a growl as she snarls and crunches your paper in her hand. She throws it pass your head. You're not sure if she missed on purpose but the crazed look in her eyes tells you that if she meant to hit you with it.. she would've. "What the fuck is this, are ya fucking stupid?! Tsk! if ya were going to be lazy and sloppy then ya should've just not done it!" Your teacher lashes out, her fist raises into the air to hit you before she stops herself and takes a deep breath. Her fiery red eyes close, taking a moment to compose herself before she continues. To which she does so once her eyes open. Her expression remains stern as she jumps off your desk to look down at you. Her tall frame towering over you. The black suit jacket that were on her shoulders fall loosely onto your desk, revealing her toned body beneath her white tank top. Teacher Lyra: "This is inexcusable! Ya almost made me hit ya, do ya know what woulda happen to me because of your sheer incompetence?! Huh!? Now apologize and get on your knees! NOW!"