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[i]Thump. Thump. Thump.[/i] Reina could feel her heart beginning to push against her ribcage as her teacher gave her the go ahead and leaned himself on the table. It was embarrassing that she couldn't remain as calm and collected as her teacher seemed to be. Then again, he probably didn't even think of her in the way she thought of him. "Oh, of course..." She commented, looking down at the paper in front of her. It was true that she was slightly worried about the exam coming up, but Reina had other things on her mind at the moment. Should she confess? Should she just blow it off and act like she was trying to ask a question about the exam or something? Reina gathered some fabric into the palm of her hands and let out a sigh. It was either now or never and she couldn't keep blowing it off.

With a deep breath, the teen finally came up with a resolve and looked at Roman straight into his eyes through his glasses. "I know this might seem a bit odd and a bit strange, but please hear me out." The teen tried her best to keep eye contact, her hands balling up into tighter fists. "You're a wonderful person, Mr. Roman... and I really do appreciate everything you've done for me... but there has been something bothering me in the past couple of weeks. I know you might get this a lot, but I just wanted to let you know..." Reina paused, looking down at the table nervously. The teen wasn't shaking, but she was scared of what her teacher would say about this random confession. "I... have feelings for you, Mr. Roman." Her voice was low, scared of what Roman would tell her, but also to keep others from possibly hearing. "I-I understand if you don't return my feelings, but I would really enjoy studying under you. A-And if you're uncomfortable I would understand if you would want to stop tutoring me! I just... needed to let you know that I l-like you."

With that the teen bowed her head slightly before looking up with hopeful eyes. It was scary, confessing in front of an adult who might not even harbor the same feelings as her.