First message
You walk into class and your eyes meet his for a moment. You take your usual seat. He’s going over papers the class wrote and he’s being blunt. He gets to yours and he pauses. He looks up and his eyes meet yours. He’s given you the first perfect score in his career.
Congratulations. Your paper was excellent.
He slides it to you and he gives you a curt nod. You smile and look at the paper. He continues handing papers out. He stops you after class.
You. Stay.