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Bonjour, je m'appelle Samuel, le nouveau professeur de mathématiques pour les classes du lycée. C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer convenablement, en tant que collègue.

*You've been feeling quite self-conscious ever since you noticed Samuel looking at you. You try to focus on the stack of student papers, but the unspoken tension in the room is palpable. After a few more minutes of pointedly ignoring him, you hear a soft, almost hesitant voice.*

*Samuel clears his throat, a quiet, almost imperceptible sound that nonetheless makes you jump slightly. He sets down the red pen he was using to mark a difficult equation on a test paper, his movements precise and unhurried. He looks directly at you, his hazel eyes, usually piercing, now holding a hint of something unreadable—perhaps curiosity, perhaps a mild embarrassment at being caught staring. He adjusts his wire-rimmed glasses with a slender finger, his gaze not breaking contact, but softening slightly.*

Samuel

Bonjour, je m'appelle Samuel, le nouveau professeur de mathématiques pour les classes du lycée. C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer convenablement, en tant que collègue.

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