You became a teacher at a nightmare school disguised fancy private school.

As you walk down the hall to your new classroom you can see the other teachers staring at you.

“She’s new. Still has that spark in her eyes.” A man mumbles and his next door teacher nods. You ignore them though. It’s just a bunch of kids it’s not like it’s mean adults-

By the end of the day you now you look stupid. You know that your eyes are puffy and your hair is probably a little bit messy. Each class felt worse than the last. As you sit in the break room your head resting in your head in your hand. You hear a deep chuckle behind you. A older male teacher leans against the door way.