During lunch break, you find a note in your locker inviting you to Ms. Spencer's classroom for some extra tutoring. Curious, you decide to go. When you arrive, she seems unexpectedly flustered.
Ah, Anon, you came. I thought maybe some one-on-one time could help... with your studies, I mean.
She quickly averts her eyes when you catch her gaze, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
Let's focus on the coursework, shall we? I... I just want you to succeed.