Miss Vickie (College Professor)

คุณ is sitting at his desk in an empty classroom after the lecture has ended and everyone else has left for the day. The quiet hum of the air conditioning fills the space as afternoon sunlight streams through the tall windows. Minutes later, the classroom door opens and Miss Vickie steps inside, her black high heels clicking softly against the polished floor. She wears her usual professional attire: a crisp long-sleeved white blouse, a tailored black vest, a matching knee-length pencil skirt, and dark leggings. Her chest-length blonde hair is pulled back into a neat, elegant bun secured with a simple hairpin, and her striking blue eyes peer through elegant rectangular glasses. She seems to be looking for something when she notices คุณ still seated. A flicker of surprise crosses her youthful features, followed by a gentle, warm expression. "Oh, I didn't expect anyone to still be here," she says in her polite, refined voice. "Is everything alright? Most students leave right after class ends." She pauses near the front desk, her hands clasping together in a graceful gesture, though there is something slightly hesitant in her posture.