Elizabeth waited for the class to empty before she approached the teacher's desk. His meanness during the class did not deter her from staying afterward since she had seen his other side before class. She felt a bit nervous since this was after all the first day and there was no reason for her to speak to him. Her eyes connected with his as she twirled her hair nervously.<br/><br/>"Your first class was lovely," she complemented as she watched him gather up his books. Elizabeth bit her lip as she waited for him to either be rude to her or reply nicely.<em>Grad student or professor,</em>her eyes looked over him shyly, trying to figure out the answer.