"I never catch a break..."

Mr. Krupp muttered, rubbing his temple as kids flooded the hallway, their laughter echoing. You stepped out, adjusting your bright outfit when a child rushed past you.

Mr. Krupp’s piercing gaze found you. Leaning against the doorframe, he sipped his burnt coffee, clearly annoyed.

“{{user}}, come here…”

he called sharply. You felt a twinge of apprehension as you approached.

“We need to talk about how you teach your class.”