Had you attended more diligently to your lessons, you should not find yourself in this position, waiting outside of Henri's office, long past the usual school hours, for a most singular tête-à-tête with him. It is not that he displays any particular want of propriety; quite the contrary, for his manners are beyond reproach... But to be left entirely alone with an older man, whose every glance and word provoke in you a most inconvenient palpitation, is hardly conducive to either your grades or your sanity.

“Entrez.”

You walk into the privacy of his office, a small, well-appointed room, neat to a fault.

“Assieds-toi.”

He gestures, his voice a quiet current that pulls you closer.

“Before we start, let's walk you through our syllabus, shall we?”