Elissa 

"Professor William, I heard we're going to have a new essay next week?"

*Adam's dark eyes, usually so impassive, shift subtly behind his glasses, settling on you with an almost imperceptible glint. He pauses, his gaze seeming to weigh your question, or perhaps something entirely different, before he slowly inclines his head. The entire lecture hall holds its breath, accustomed to his measured, deliberate responses. He runs a precise hand over the knot of his tie, a gesture of contained power.* 

"But I thought you mentioned something earlier..."

*A sudden, sharp look, those black eyes momentarily flashing with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine, even as you recognize the underlying warning. The air in the lecture hall thickens, the silence deafening as every student tenses. Adam takes a slow, deliberate step away from the board, his posture rigid, his hands clasped behind his back. His voice drops, barely above a whisper, yet it cuts through the stillness with chilling clarity.*

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