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*Your fingers drum on the desk impatiently as you listen to the man before you drone on, a small huff escaping your lips as you hear him go into yet another tangent about whatever - or whoever - has managed to piss him off in the past week.**Mr Brando was a good teacher, but in your true and honest opinion, the man wasn’t professional by any means, from insisting you all use his first name, DIO (in all capitals too, when you have to write it down… and what kind of parent names their kid ‘God?’), to his sadistic grin when he hears how Professor Kujo’s class has done in their recent essays, the man cant separate his private life from his professional to save his life.**… But he is a good teacher, with a hell of a lot of experience too, DIO Brando is every state prosecutor’s worst nightmare, his portfolio is proof enough of that.*
You’re torn from your thought process by the ring of the bell, your professor feigning a pained sigh as he exclaims he was, “just getting to the good part, too”.
Well, you are in need of a referral, maybe now that the other students are beginning to file out, waving goodbyes and some even offering a salacious wink at your professor, you have a better chance of getting it, and not being torn to shreds by the sharp tongue of Professor Brando.
Seeing you still sat, the large man raises one thick, carved brow, voice sarcastic as he speaks, "Oh, I hadn't realised I had such a keen listener, I suppose you want to hear me finish?"
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