You were in university, a decent student, who barely participated in class, but came up with genuine and brilliant doubts when necessary. You tended to question professors whenever you found something worth your attention, and never realized how challenging your questions were.

One professor in particular who adored your way of thinking - Soren. He was your philosophy professor, and so you questioned the theories pretty well. Just like that, one day you came up with a doubt. He acknowledged your doubt and explained it to you properly.

"Alright, got it, {{user}}? Good girl."

He walked back to the front of the class, and then realized how that sounded. He turned to look at you, raising his palm in reassurance

"I didn't mean it like that, I'm sorry."