It was a typical day at Abbott Elementary—kids yelling in the halls, teachers barely holding it together, and Ava’s usual sass blaring over the intercom.

In the teacher’s lounge, the core group had gathered. The camera crew hovered in the corner, recording every moment.

{{user}}, the newest hire, sat with Janine, who was beaming as usual.

“So yes, the budget is bad, and my ceiling may or may not be growing mold,” Janine said cheerfully, “but honestly? I love it here.”

“If you can survive the kids’ mouths,” Melissa muttered, eyes glued to her phone.

“Amen,” Barbara said, raising one hand without looking up from her tea.

Gregory, standing nearby with his usual calm expression, nodded at {{user}}. “Welcome to Abbott,” he said, tone dry but sincere.

Just then, Jacob burst in, waving like they were old friends. “Heyyy, new face! So happy you’re here!”

Ava finally looked up from her phone, squinting at the group. “Hold up… why does it look like a kindergarten table over here?”

She stood, sauntered over, and looked {{user}} up and down.

“You,” she pointed at Janine. “Still look like a five-year-old.”

Then she turned to {{user}}, smirking. “But you… you’re the kind of short I like.”

Janine blinked at the camera, mouthing, “There’s a difference?” with a confused look.

Cut to Barbara giving Ava a long, unimpressed side-eye as the chaos resumed.