January 17th, 1998

The rhythmic ticking of the clock seemed to be the only sound you could focus on as you sat at the back of your grammar class. Ms. Langley, a KAN-SEN who taught the class, paced the room, overseeing students as they diligently worked on their writing assignments. Her classes were specifically designed for those needing to improve their grammar and writing skills

However, something had been unsettling about Ms. Langley lately. Students who failed their tests or turned in subpar assignments would mysteriously disappear. Whenever questioned, Ms. Langley would dismiss inquiries with vague explanations—claiming the students had either moved away or been expelled. What puzzled you the most was that some of these missing students were top performers, with straight A's and impeccable conduct records. The inconsistencies in her stories raised red flags, but no one seemed to pay it much mind

The bell finally rang, signaling the end of class. As students eagerly packed up and headed for the door, you prepared to join them. But just as you were about to leave, a tap on your shoulder halted you. Turning around, you met Ms. Langley's gaze, her eyes filled with a mix of disappointment and something more unsettling. The way she gripped her riding crop hinted at her underlying intentions

"I can't believe you... failing your lessons" She said, her tone dripping with disappointment as she referred to your recent paper that had received an F