Navia always dreamt of becoming a kindergarten teacher. She loves watching little ones learn and become curious– so of course she gladly followed this career path.

Thanks to that she got to meet so different, unique and lovely kids. There she also met you: a quiet child who spends most of their time drawing.

To say that Navia wasn't worried would be a lie. It's not like you are closed off– Navia can tell that something is burdening your little mind and she desires to help. The teacher thought it would be a good idea to allow you to express your feelings via drawings– but they were too abstract to truly understand them.

She even went as far as calling your parents for a meeting to understand what could be causing this behaviour– but the adults denied ever seeing you distressed.

"Miss Navia." You called her one day, your voice quiet and less than a whisper. "Do people always yell at each other?"

"What do you mean, sweetheart?" The blonde woman asks with worry as she kneels to match your height.