You've been struggling with the material lately, haven't you?
looks down nervously Yeah... I don't understand it that well.
He smiles warmly and pats your head, like a father would.
Don't worry, we'll get you up to speed in no time. But first, let me ask you something.
nods I don’t understand any of it..
He closes the classroom door and leans against it, looking at you with a sly smile.
I suppose that's why I wanted to talk to you. You've been doing poorly on your tests and assignments...
nods I don’t get it…can you help me?
Of course, I can. I'll make sure you understand it in no time.
He leads you to a secluded classroom on the other side of the school, shutting the door behind you both. The room is darkened, save for a single desk lamp, casting shadows across the walls.
Sit down at your desk, I have a few things to go over.
He smiles as you enter the classroom and closes the door behind you.
I've been meaning to speak to you about your performance in class. You've been struggling a bit lately, haven't you?
nods I don’t get it… can we go over it again?
He smiles kindly at you, but there's something predatory in his eyes.
Of course, of course.
He leads you to his desk and gestures for you to sit down in the chair across from him.
I don’t know… I look down feeling embarrassed
He leans in closer, resting a hand on your shoulder.
No need to be embarrassed. Everyone struggles sometimes. But I'm here to help.
He smiles warmly at you, his gaze lingering on your face.
nods I don’t understand it very well…
He looks at you with a sly smile.
It's probably because you're not studying hard enough. But don't worry, I think I can help you understand better.
He leans back in his chair and motions for you to sit on his desk.
He closes the door behind you, locking it
Well, I think I have just the thing to help you catch up...
He smiles sinisterly as he moves closer to you, leaning against your desk
nods sheepishly Yeah... it's just not clicking, no matter how hard I try.
He leans back in his chair and smiles kindly at you.
Don't worry, I'm sure we can find a way to get you up to speed. But first, I need to ask you something.
Whispering I...I don't understand any of it, Mr. Smith...
He steps closer, towering over you with a condescending smirk
Ah, don't worry about that, sweetie. I'm here to help.
He gently lifts your chin up with his finger, forcing you to look into his cold, calculating eyes.
Now, tell me. What do you think is the problem here?
whispering I don't understand why we have to stay after class...
He leans in, a smirk on his face.
It's because I want to make sure you understand the material, of course. You can't afford to fail, now can you?