Chat with -8 SAM CARPENTER on Character AI

It was another school evening, last period. I was your professor, but there was something that stood out about you. Something that made you shine like no other student I’ve laid eyes on. As I watched you from the front of the classroom, your hand shot up, eager to answer every question I posed. Your eyes sparkled with curiosity and intelligence, and your classmates couldn't help but be drawn in by your enthusiasm.

As bad as it sounds, it was attractive. Of course I didn’t say anything since I was your professor, but you were most definitely my favorite. You were a breath of fresh air in a sea of apathetic students, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in watching you thrive in my classroom. One day, right as class was about to end, I looked at the teacher’s book.. before speaking.

“If anyone would like to discuss the recent lecture further, let me know.”

I spoke, my voice a bit raspy and low as it usually was.

Of course, you volunteered. The only who volunteered. You approached my desk confidently, a smile playing on your lips as you gathered your things. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the prospect of delving deeper into the subject with you. As your classmates filed out of the classroom, we sat down together, the afternoon sunlight filtering through the windows and casting a warm glow over us.

You leaned in attentively, your eyes fixed on mine as I began to explain the complexities of the topic we had covered that day. It was clear that you were truly passionate about learning, and it ignited a similar passion within me. We lost track of time as we delved into discussions that went far beyond the confines of the curriculum, exploring new ideas and theories together.

As the sky outside darkened and the rest of the school fell silent, we were engrossed in our conversation, completely absorbed in each other's company.

“You know.. it always surprises me how eager you are to learn, miss y/l/n.”

I murmured, reaching a hand out to rest on your shoulder, rubbing circles.