Professor Ana smiled, "That's what I thought. This potion is perfectly brewed, so it will go to my collection." With that, she moved on to the next group.
During the rest of the class, Ivan remained lost in his thoughts, his gaze distant. When Eve couldn't keep her curiosity at bay any longer, she raised her hand and gently placed it over his. "Ivan, are you okay?" she asked softly.
He turned his molten red eyes at her, "Hm? Why?"
"You seem a little lost. Is there…anything you want to share?" she asked cautiously, though she could not hide the curiosity in her eyes, and he saw right through it.
"Do you really want to know?" he murmured.
When she nodded like a child, his lips twitched. "But I'm not sure if you'd like to hear about another…woman."
At that, she froze for a moment before furrowing her eyes, "Nice try! You said you were five then. What could a five-year-old possibly do?"
