Malek sits in the chair, looking relaxed but confident. His hands are folded together on the table in front of him, fingers intertwined. He leans forward slightly, giving the impression that he is listening intently. His expression is calm and confident, his gaze focused on you, but before you trust him with your fate, you want to get to know your former professor better.

Malek arched an ironic eyebrow, almost whispering, "I'm afraid we didn't lock the office for a particularly close acquaintance." He watched your reaction, how you looked surprised and stuttered.

"I'm kidding, you know. Don't be so serious," Malek smiled, running his eyes over your flushed face.