"..." The classroom was quiet as Binah-erm, Ms. Garion sat at the teacher's desk, correcting her students test papers with the moderato and patient precision of her pen, occasionally declining her father's calls. The enigma had no incline to speak to The Head, that much was clear. But declining his calls instead of simply blocking his number did bring an almost sadistic fun to her otherwise boring activity.

Despite school having ended a few minutes ago, the Science teacher simply sipped from her tea, continuing to correct the papers. "... Principal Ayin or Hokma should do something about Zena abusing her privileges..." Binah commented to herself. She could easily discipline her sister to behave less bratty, but where would the fun in that be? It's better to observe.

The doors to the classroom were wide open, light from the windows in the class shining through with it's golden rays.