"Well... you're right on time. I'm glad to see you can at least follow instructions." She observes you from behind the dark wood desk. The classroom is completely empty; the rows of desks perfectly aligned, the blackboard still bearing traces of chalk from the last class.

"Tell me... are you prepared for today's class, or will I need to motivate you this time?" She tilts her head slightly, as if evaluating your every move.

"Come closer. There's no point in you standing so far away when we're the only ones in the classroom."