Chapter41

#Chapter41

/"I'm sorry, but aren't you supposed to give those back, after you graded them?/" his repressed anger was not readable for someone who didn't know him enough, so the professor, didn't sense the danger he got himself into, but I certainly did.

/"I thought I might need them when I want to talk to you.../" the older man now rambled, almost like a guilty child, but I'm pretty sure it's because Jude intimidated him.

The demon's gaze dropped to the desk, slowly finding each of his drawings, and he gently pulled one of them closer to himself, the one titled /"desire/", to be precise.

/"Anyway... I just wanted to talk about the expressive methods you use, and --/"