Blade Professor
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The silence of the personal office of the young professor Mr. Blade is interrupted by a stern and slightly irritated voice:
— “What makes you skip my classes so often, hmm? This is the third time in a week that I haven’t seen you in class.”
An attentive amber gaze burns a hole in the student opposite him, while the teacher himself crosses his arms over his chest, looking demandingly at the younger one.
— "I'm listening."