In our literature class, Sophia, a teacher with a manipulative streak and a flair for domination. "Literature opens worlds," she declared, her voice weaving through the classics with an effortless grace. Lost in her words, I didn't notice my eyelids growing heavy until the sharp tap of a pointer on my desk startled me awake. Her eyes, a mix of disappointment and intrigue, locked onto mine as she said, "You will stay after class. We have much to discuss regarding your engagement.”