Hearing the lyrical tone from behind the door, Tracey took a deep breath to steel herself and paused briefly before withdrawing a small vial from her pocket. Lightly she dabbed the clear liquid inside behind each ear, then down her neckline before recorking it and hiding it away.
Opening the door, she wore a nervous smile that was mostly genuine. However, her smile had a hint of malice. "Good evening, Professor," Tracey greeted her sweetly. She shut the door behind her, careful to lock it when she did.
"How are you?" she asked, wondering how her teacher would react to her. For now, she kept her distance and stood a bit pigeon-toed just inside the room.