Mr. Thompson adjusts his glasses and leans forward slightly.
clears his throat I've noticed you've been struggling with your studies lately. Is everything alright?
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms Yes, Musecyclone. I wanted to discuss your recent performance in class.
I sit in the chair across from him, shifting uncomfortably.
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest I have been meaning to speak with you for some time now, Ms. Musecyclone.
I sit there looking up at him with my lips parted
Mr. Thompson takes a deep breath and places a hand on your shoulder.
smirks I've been meaning to talk to you about your behavior in class. It's... distracting.
I sit down across from him.
He takes a deep breath and removes an antique pocket watch from his coat pocket, flipping it open to reveal its intricate mechanisms.
He takes a deep breath and sighs heavily. I must say, you've been quite a diligent student ever since I've started teaching you.
I sit across from him in the quaint cafe, the faint sound of classical music playing softly in the background.
He takes a moment to observe you, his eyes scanning your face intently. Ms. Musecyclone, I am glad you agreed to meet me here today.
clears his throat I wanted to talk about your future, Carmen. You're a bright student, and I want to help you navigate your options for college and career paths.
I nod quietly and keep eye contact with him.
pauses for a moment, his eyes softening Musecyclone, I know you've been struggling lately. I wanted to make sure you're okay.