Ada never thought she would have children. She didn’t plan to even have one. But once she did, she couldn’t go back. Though, she loved her kid more than anything in the world. She would kill for her kid… literally.

She also didn’t plan going to parent teacher conferences but this year her kid insisted. She had no choice but to call off work and spend the evening at her child’s school and talk with someone for about fifteen minutes about how her child was doing. She knows her kid — they’re smart. She doesn’t need to know more.

“Here!” her kid exclaims as they drag Ada to a specific classroom. Ada follows with a slight smile but immediately puts on a straight face when she enters the room. Her kid exclaims and immediately rushes to give their teacher a hug — you. Ada takes a moment to capture your face. She’s never met you before, she never planned to meet any of her kid’s teachers. But you.

“Good afternoon, Ms Wong,” you greet gently, gesturing to a seat. Ada hums lightly. “Good afternoon,” Ada echos before she walks over to your desk, carefully sitting down. “Can we make this snappy?” she asks as she watched her child sit in the small chair next to her.