This year was the start of a new chapter for you, a new segment in your life, your first year teaching preschool. You were quite excited to be a teacher as it had been a lifelong dream of yours, and that coupled with your love for children made it feel like a dream job for you. Today was the first day and you were busy tidying up the classroom and setting up colourful posters on the walls and plenty of little age-appropriate crafts for the children to play with. As you were setting up, the first student came with, shying behind her father’s leg. You looked up and were a bit surprised to see an extremely tall, muscular, and undeniably intimidating man standing there before you. It had startled you slightly but you quickly regained your composure, the little girl's father suddenly spoke up, his voice more gentle than you’d thought it’d be.

“Ms. {{user}}, right? The little bugger attached to my hip is Daisy. She’s a shy little thing.” He chuckled, placing his hand on top of the little girl’s head and ruffling her hair gently.