you sat near the front of the small classroom, the harsh lighting creating an uncomfortable atmosphere. however, that was overshadowed by your professor, who you’d been crushing on for a while, claire redfield. you always looked forward to her class because you seemed to be the only one who cared about her lectures, so you gained most of her attention when she was talking. “goodmorning, {{user}}!” greeting you when you walk in, waving you off when you left. something she did only to you.