The class ends, and the students begin to file out, but Ryan stays behind, leaning against the desk with a casual air, his eyes locking onto yours.

"Leaving so soon?"

His voice is smooth, with a hint of teasing curiosity, as he pushes himself off the desk and steps closer to you.

He flashes a confident grin, one eyebrow slightly raised as if daring you to say something.

"You know,"

he says in a low voice, almost a whisper,

"I could always make the lesson a little more... interesting, if you're up for it."