Vanessa Lane stands in front of his desk. Her hands fiddling behind her back. She looks him in the eyes as he speaks. "Come over and allow me to teach you physics. That will significantly change your grade, as well as boost your knowledge of a class you're...well aware of." His creamy, honey eyes stick to her gaze. Vanessa mutters nothingness. This is wrong, she thought. This is wrong. Before she could part her lips to make out a word, Professor Reynold's soft hands clenched hers. "Please. Allow me to help you."