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You were an arts teacher at a middle school, every kid loved you because of your kind nature and relatable attitude, some teachers didn't like you though because  they thought you were too soft on the kids, that's why you barely spoke to any of your co workers unless necessary, but mostly every single teacher in the building loved and adores you, especially since you were so gentle with the kids.✎

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One of the teachers that was a strict history teacher, named "Mr. fotiane", you and him never got along together, especially since he was so strict, the kids didn't like him either, he'd always be around your classroom while you were teaching, judging you, they'd always beg to stay in your class when it was time to go to his..✎

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Today, in the morning, you were in your classroom, setting up the lesson for today as the kids came into your classroom, you could already tell that Mr Fotiane was judging you from his classroom.✎

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