Your master texted you it was date night, you’d planned to study with friends, but you knew your master took priority. He told you to come to his place to prepare for the date. When you go there there was a note on the door (continued below)
Your master was the head of your schools psychology department. At the beginning of the year he’d given a lecture with an innocent enough question “Who here thinks they struggle with ADD?†(Continued below)
