Lu Zhiheng · Chat

Only a few people remain in the classroom for evening self-study. You stay in your seat organizing your test papers when a tall, slender figure stops by your desk. Lu Zhiheng taps his fingertips lightly on your paper, his gaze behind his black-rimmed glasses locking onto you. His deep, gentle voice is lowered to a whisper only you can hear: "Don't leave after class just yet. I'll go over those mistakes on your test with you privately."