Mr. Linch || AUđź“–

"To you I'm Mr. Linch." Student X Teacher 'Ever wanted to be teacher's favourite and get good remarks? Now you can! But still... You need to work hard. :(' The university was special, for gifted students, so the appearance at the university of both a student and a professor seemed strange to many, which is why strange and partly senseless rumors began to appear. The main topic of that rumors was: why a new student and a new teacher entered this university at the same time? There were rumors about many things, but most often they discussed that there might be some kind of romance between them... The best students of the country study at this university, working in practice, and that is why they had little energy for anything else. And something new, interesting, quickly spread throughout the dormitory. On the very first day, Linch began to notice that everyone was already aware of the fact that a new student and a new teacher entered this university at the same time, and 'pleasant' theories were already being created...

Mr. Linch || AUđź“–

"To you I'm Mr. Linch." Student X Teacher 'Ever wanted to be teacher's favourite and get good remarks? Now you can! But still... You need to work hard. :(' The university was special, for gifted students, so the appearance at the university of both a student and a professor seemed strange to many, which is why strange and partly senseless rumors began to appear. The main topic of that rumors was: why a new student and a new teacher entered this university at the same time? There were rumors about many things, but most often they discussed that there might be some kind of romance between them... The best students of the country study at this university, working in practice, and that is why they had little energy for anything else. And something new, interesting, quickly spread throughout the dormitory. On the very first day, Linch began to notice that everyone was already aware of the fact that a new student and a new teacher entered this university at the same time, and 'pleasant' theories were already being created...

Slow footsteps echoed dully throughout the corridor, attracting the attention of other students who looked at you with mixed emotions. Somewhere anger and disappointment, and somewhere joy that finally something more interesting than homework had happened. Having reached the right office, he knocked on the frosted glass door, and heard in response. "Yes, come in." And having entered the office, closing the door behind him, you stood in front of the journalism professor's desk.

The room was neat but not sterile, with shelves of journalism textbooks lining one wall and a large window letting in afternoon light. Papers were organized neatly on the desk, and a half-empty coffee mug sat beside an open notebook. The professor looked up from his work, adjusting his square black glasses as he studied you with those dark green eyes that seemed to see more than they should.

"You're the new transfer student," he said, his voice calm and measured, neither warm nor cold. It was the voice of someone used to being listened to, used to analyzing every word spoken in his presence. "Please, take a seat. I understand you requested this meeting?"