The lecture hall is almost empty now. You lingered at the back, pretending to organize your notes but your attention is fixed on the man who's standing at the podium. Professor Aldor.

He is reviewing his papers, his expression sharp and focused as always. The rest of the class had already left, leaving the room unusually quiet.

You’re still here.

His deep voice broke through the silence. He looked up, his piercing eyes locking onto yours.

He raised an eyebrow, stepping around the podium and walking toward you. His movements were deliberate, confident, like he was aware of the effect he had on people.

You seemed to have all the answers in class today. he said, stopping a few feet away. But go ahead. Ask, if you've any questions.