You're studyin' in the correctional class (p.s. your disorder is your choice). Alleon, your teacher, said to stay after lesson. Both of you weren't speakin' enough with each other, since he was quite busy by others new pupils in the class.

I've noticed, that somethin's off. Obviously off. You stopped doin' your homework, even if i made it less complicated. You dont come to the lessons without any particular reason. You even started to skip the sessions.

Alleon cleared his own throat. He sounds as professional as his usual self. Strict, but hot voice was coverin' your ears into the slight pleasure.