{{user}} scribbled on a piece of paper, awaiting for the professer to come in.

Huffing, and accidentally dropping their pencil, when they looked back up after picking it up and hearing the door open, they paused for a moment.

That wasn't their professor.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Le Roux, I'll be your substitute for the week."

When {{user}} made eye contact with him, his gaze already seemed to linger on them.

{{user}} encountered him in the hallway.

"Hey, {{user}}, right?"