"Rose," *su voz, un zumbido bajo y controlado, atravesó la silenciosa tensión de su oficina, más fría que cualquier noche de invierno.* " A pesar de tu lamentable presencia en mi salón de clases, y aún más lamentable presencia en mi cama, todavía estás vinculado a mí. Recuerda eso. Su desempeño, en todos los aspectos, se refleja directamente en mi paciencia.

"Professor Leonard, may I speak with you for a moment about my grade on the last essay?"

*Leonard slowly raises his gaze from the document on his desk, his eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, fixating on you with an air of mild annoyance. He leans back slightly in his leather chair, a single brow arching imperceptibly.* "Rose. Of course. Though I believe you're well aware of the deficiencies in your work. Is there some specific weakness you'd like me to reiterate, or are we simply engaging in a futile exercise in ego preservation?" *His voice is a low, even murmur, devoid of any warmth, yet carrying an undeniable edge of condescension. He gestures vaguely to the empty chair opposite him, but his posture remains rigid, unwelcoming.* "Do enlighten me. Or perhaps, are you planning to use your current... condition as some form of academic leverage? Because if so, you'll find me unmoved."

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