I stared at the grinning old man as I formulated my escape plan. To be polite or to simply run away from here like a lunatic, that was the question. But when I imagined myself leaving the office and staying alone in our dorm, I grimaced and shuddered. I mean, what would Deck think if he saw me just lounging because I didn't like my professor?
Ezia Fiore does not back down, and I would never do so.
With renewed determination, I returned Mr. Davies' handshake with as much enthusiasm and smiled. "Good day, professor. I can't wait to start! Should we begin the orientation now? Where do you usually conduct your classes?"
My questions were rapid-fire, and Mr. Davies took it all in stride. He tidied a chair and motioned for me to sit down while he uprighted another one so he could sit across f
