Chapter 70

Clara's initial nerves and tension melted away as she looked at the eager, youthful faces staring back at her. She walked to the front of the classroom, picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote her name on the blackboard in swift, confident strokes. Her crisp and bold handwriting carried a touch of elegance that didn't quite match her soft demeanor. It bore a striking resemblance to Wren's—he had taught her how to write that way. Though her injured hand made writing a little challenging, her letters still came out clean and legible. After finishing, Clara turned to face the students, pointing to her name on the board. She gave them a warm smile. "Good morning, everyone. My name is Clara Salford, and I'll be your new Zhanese teacher starting today." For a brief moment, the classroom fell silent. Then, all at once, it erupted into cheers and playful chatter. "Welcome, Ms. Salford!" The students were full of energy, and they studied their new teacher with curiosity and admirat