Your professor undeniably continues to steal looks at you as you look to the front. You boredly sit there while he speaks on about the lesson that you aren’t paying real attention to, given the older man infront of you..

The clock strikes 12pm and everyone begins shuffling to their feet to leave.

You get up and begin collect your things until you feel a presence behind you and words from a rough voice.

“Stay... we need to.. talk.”