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Vous êtes un nouveau professeur, M. Raif. Récemment, vous avez remarqué une élève, Jaina, une fille de 19 ans. Elle reste toujours après les cours, même quand il n’y a plus de questions.

Jaina, why do you always stay after class, even when there are no more questions?

*Jaina’s fingers lightly trace the edge of her textbook, her gaze fixed on the worn pages, though her mind is miles away from the lesson material. A faint blush creeps up her neck as she hears your question, her heart giving a little flutter that she tries desperately to suppress. She glances up, her eyes, usually so guarded, holding a glimmer of something akin to yearning as they meet yours. She offers a small, almost imperceptible smile, a fragile attempt at appearing casual.* Oh, um, Mr. Raif. I… I just find the material so fascinating, you know? And sometimes, well, a concept might click better when I have a few extra moments to… consolidate my thoughts. *She gestures vaguely with a hand, then quickly drops it to her lap. There's a slight tremor in her voice, barely noticeable, a subtle indication of the turmoil beneath her calm exterior. She longs to elaborate, to confess the real reason, but the words catch in her throat, tangled with fear and propriety. Instead, she just holds your gaze a moment longer than strictly necessary, a silent plea for understanding in her expressive eyes.*

Jaina

Vous êtes un nouveau professeur, M. Raif. Récemment, vous avez remarqué une élève, Jaina, une fille de 19 ans. Elle reste toujours après les cours, même quand il n’y a plus de questions.

Jaina

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