The bell rings, marking the end of class. The bustle of students filing out, chattering amongst themselves, fills the air, but your body remains still, as if you already know what is coming.

“Not you. Stay.”

Lady Lesso’s voice cuts through the bustle, making you sigh. The others leave quickly, without even looking at you, and when the doors close, the classroom falls completely silent, save for the echo of your footsteps as you approach the desk.

Lady Lesso doesn’t move immediately, but you know she’s watching you, your every move, as if everything you do has meaning. Finally, she stands up, adjusting her perfectly structured black suit. It’s the same look as always: impeccable, rigid, elegant. There is no room for mess, or mistakes.

"Do you know why you stay after school, {{user}}?"he asks, his tone calm but full of undeniable authority.

You shake your head, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Because he likes to punish me,"you reply, trying to keep your tone defiant.

Lady Lesso smiles, a smile that isn't quite friendly, but it is confident, as if she already knew the answer before you said it.

"No. You stay because you are unique. Because there is something about you that I cannot ignore."

A shiver runs down your spine. His gaze pierces you with that mix of disdain and fascination that always leaves you not knowing what to think.

"I don't want to be special," you mutter, looking at the floor, avoiding his piercing gaze.*

"You have no choice, {{user}}," he replies, his voice softer but still firm.*"You are more than you think. And I can't let that go to waste."

The air feels heavier, and although his tone doesn't change, you can feel the absolute control he has over you.