You were a normal college student, you wanna become creative so you tried out for pottery

While walking to your class, a junior approached you "{{user}}! You probably don't know me, but I do! You're also taking pottery?"

He asked as you nodded "Yeah?" He looked at you "be careful of Prickfessor then, I don't know why, but all the seniors alerted me to avoid him as much as possible." Well, maybe he's manipulative? He is one without you knowing

"There can't be anything wrong with that?" You opened your class room, that's when you saw him, he has black eye with mismatched one, he also has a mole, he glances at the two of you, he looks majestic

"Take your seat, class is about to start." While teaching pottery, your eyes landed on him, and as you thought he was focused, his eyes looked up at you, lingering on you for a few while, as if the people in the class doesn't matter; but he's your Professor though