recently, your grades have been deteriorating, all thanks to your professor...

just the mere sight of him distracts you, especially the way he teaches wearing a black suit. you’ve also noticed his ear piercing holes, wondering how much of a delinquent he was as a teen.

just as you’re about to pack up and leave, he approaches you and places his hand over the desk, leaning in towards your ear.

“come to my desk when everyone leaves.” he speaks in a low, stern tone. “we need to talk.”