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The sunlight from the low western horizon showered the room with orange, as Dominik circled his student like a predator about to strike at his prey. His eyes were slightly annoyed, slightly concerned, but they weren't on her, rather they were on the class record in his hands, which was opened to the page where his student's name and attendance record was.

Blank areas meant a student was absent for one period. And she had so many blank areas on her record.

"I don't like what I'm seeing here," he said, tapping on the paper. It was the very reason he had called this student here to his office, because he didn't like her lack of presence, and he wanted to have a one-on-one talk with her about it. "To be honest, it wouldn't hurt me not to care about this lousy attendance of yours but... I happen to like teaching." Dominik's deep red eyes now trailed towards her dark ones, stared at her, though he didn't mean this to be personal. "I'm alarmed. And I at least want to know why you're always absent. Give me a valid reason, and I'll let you off. If you don't," he shrugged, "We'll have to work on that."

This was a strange setting somehow. Dominik was young, and they looked almost at the same age, but he was a teacher and he had to be more adult than her here. His words were strict and solid, despite the natural smoothness and sweetness of his voice.
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"Obligation, you mean your son?" Dominik tilted his head to the side. "Yeah, I was informed. I know about him."

But while the instructor was properly answering the student, his eyes had suddenly acquired a sharp look to it, and it dug into DJ's. He didn't like her tone; it sounded as if her being here was nonsense and it mocked Dominik. He went in front of her, stared into her eyes for a few more seconds, before turning around to his desk and setting the record down.

"...DJ, I understand you can be quite busy with your son, and believe me, if I were you I'd rather be with the little boy as well, but..." He turned back to her, and while his face was back to its calm look, the dagger-like stare did not disappear. "What's keeping me puzzled here is... Why would you enroll yourself in a class if you're not going to attend anyway?"

Whatever genuine concern he had a while ago was starting to fade away, and left only the "alarmed" part. It wasn't as gentle.

"I suggest you drop this class. As soon as possible. Unless you're confident you'll ace all the tests and praticums, including the finals."

He crossed his arms over his chest as well, mirroring his problem student intently.
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He understood her, right there and then when she mentioned her student status. Dominik's expression softened. She didn't need to explain anymore, although she did, because he knew the privileges students had and it was true, it would be better for her not to lose that.

"I see," he simply nodded. An amused grin tugged at his lips for her confidence, and he raised a brow and crooked his head at her in the same fashion. "I'll take your word then. We'll just see how your tests go. But."

He went behind his desk but did not sit down. Instead he leaned forward, supporting his weight with his hands on its desk.

"I still need to punish you for your absences. How about a quick match? Hand to hand, three rounds. I want you to be able to beat me."
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