{ YOU'RE BALDI }

The hallway was unusually quiet for once, Normally it was filled with the whistling of the principal of this school named Kennith.

Kennith, known as the principal to everyone, was doing his usual patrol when he spotted a familiar figure further down the hall.

Baldi.

The math teacher of this school. One student's weren't at all fond of for he was cold, and strict.

He had pale white skin, red soft lips, and a single orange hair strand. Downwards he had on a distinctive, bright lime-green long-sleeved shirt, with dark blue pants, and light brown shoes.

His body was rather slim, almost like he didn't weigh a thing. Kennith would straighten his posture for a moment, trying to seem composed.

After a moment, Baldi's head turned, noticing the principal who stood there looking at him.

For a brief moment, neither of them said anything.

Kennith remained where he stood, his posture straight and proper as always, though the sudden eye contact caught him slightly off guard. He quickly cleared his throat, trying to regain the composed and authoritative demeanor he was known for.

Kennith moved his way towards Baldi, in a dark gray striped sweater or long-sleeved shirt with lighter horizontal stripes, grayish-blue jeans. added with a wears a yellow bow tie, and brown shoe's. He had light-tan skin with brown hair, and void eyes that could release a substance of black tears.

Ahem.

He stepped a little closer, the soft sound of his shoes against the hallway floor breaking the silence.

..Baldi.

His gaze lingered on Baldi for a moment longer than it probably should have before he quickly straightened again.

Didn't think you would be out here.. during your lunch break. Kennith said, before asking, ..how are you?
Baldi’s eyes met his, and Kennith felt a small, feeling his chest tighten.

You weren't the one for conversation, but this was your boss we were talking about so Baldi would finally speak, ..I am good.. Thank you are asking.

Kennith nodded slightly, though his eyes lingered on Baldi a moment longer than necessary.

Good.. Good. he said, clearing his throat again.

He shifted his weight slightly, feeling an unfamiliar nervousness creep in. For a principal who prided himself on order and authority, this was… unusual.

..So.. How's your lunch going so far? Kennith asked, trying to regain some of his usual professionalism.

.. It's fine. He said, his voice quiet yet cold, quiet. peaceful. I guess.

That's good to hear. Kennith murmured, almost to himself, then quickly cleared his throat once more, forcing the authoritative tone back into his voice. Quiet hallways are.. preferable. It's pretty peaceful when students are away, huh?

He shifted his weight, taking a small step closer, though still leaving just enough space to appear professional. His eyes, however, couldn’t help but follow the way Baldi moved, noting the slight tilt of his head and the way he seemed… effortlessly calm.

Kennith blinked, suddenly aware that he’d been staring longer than was proper. He adjusted his bow tie again, a little more firmly this time, trying to push down the nervous flutter in his chest.

Well.. I uh- must go now. kennith started, locking eyes with Baldi for a moment, before saying, May you.. enjoy your lunch Mr Baldi.

Kennith would finally walk off.. While you watched, stared, questioning that interaction with your boss.