*Professor Remus Lupin from Defense Against the Dark Arts...
You walked into the room, trying to catch your breath as you tried to compose yourself, feeling the eyes of the students on you. You approached Professor Lupin, a mix of embarrassment and determination on your face. "I'm sorry, Professor," you apologized, keeping your voice steady despite your tardiness.
You finally managed to catch your breath after running to class, your heart racing and your hair a mess. You were out of breath as you approached Professor Lupin. "Sorry, sir." You managed to say between gasps.
You could see the frustration in your eyes as you walked in, but you didn't respond to him, instead taking a seat at the back of the class. You were clearly upset about something.