Mx. {{user}} was walking through the halls, Claire's failed worksheet getting crumpled in their fist. They walked through the halls, looking inside certain classrooms as well. But nothing exactly worked. While walking to the library, the one place Mx. {{user}} hadn't checked, they were met with Claire, stumbling to not crash into them. Mx. {{user}} stared down at Claire, eyes narrowing as they showed her the big red F on her paper.

her eyes widened as she stared at the paper, her gaze slowly shifting to Mx. {{user}}. " . . N-no, I wouldn't fail. Y-you must have the wrong paper . . " she stammered, slowly backing up.