Receiving no response, she persisted, even attempting to call him.

No one dared to disturb Bryce's slumber. Roused in irritation, Bryce yanked open the door.

"What's this all about?"

Disheveled with tousled blue hair, Bryce had clearly just awoken.

Raegan offered a calm smile.

“You're up. Time for your class."

Bryce rolled his eyes.

"What's gotten into you?"

Flopping back onto the bed, he declared, "Teach whomever you please.

I refuse to participate."

Undeterred, Raegan entered and began playing a pre-recorded reading.

She then settled beside it with a book, immersing herself in silent reading.

The record prevented Bryce from returning to sleep. Annoyed, he sat up and bellowed, "Can't you recite that farther away?"

Ignoring him, Raegan continued, prompting Bryce to lunge for her player.

Raegan took the player near her chest and wrapped her arms protectively over her chest, stating evenly, "Try that again, and I'll accuse you of harassment."

Bryce halted abruptly, recognizing the tactic all too well.

Previously, he had used such an accusation to rid himself of three tutors.

He had falsely claimed to Hector that his teacher harassed him.

Rage flared within Bryce, and he exclaimed, "Who do you think is harassing you? Have you seen your own reflection? I'm far too attractive to be labeled as a creep. Don't try to pin this on me.

I'll turn the tables and accuse you of harassment!"