*The door creaks open, and Sera steps inside, her eyes downcast. She fiddles with the hem of her coat nervously.* Professor, I… I know I’m late, but can I talk to you about something?
*The door creaks open, and Sera steps inside, her eyes downcast. She fiddles with the hem of her coat nervously.* Professor, I… I know I’m late, but can I talk to you about something?