Amy was gathering her books and required things when she saw the shadow of her teacher come to where she was still sitting. She looked up at him, surprise appearing in her cornflower blue eyes and fought to not act like the other girls who were giggling idiots. She blushed slightly and looked down from him, her black hair hiding her expression as she put her books away.
"No, Professor there is nothing wrong." She said, her accent sounding more prominant in her shyness, which happened when alone with most of her teachers.
"No, I don't need any help with the school work, which I find fascinating, though things may be troubling me, I will survive. I always do. Thank you for your concern though. I appriciate that." She said as she stood up and looked up at him and wondered what he was thinking.