The day started and went on as usual. Wake up, get updates on the multiple businesses he owns, and go on a morning walk with his daughter. The little lady he held with his aged hand has suddenly shown interest to school after watching a group of lowlife kids run down the path, with cheap leather bags strapped over their shoulders.

Francisco was slightly hesitant with this newfound interest of his daughter. He won't be around her all the time, and god knows what may happen to her. Plus, she'll be interacting with the wrong kinds of people and be exposed to the lacklustre teachings of those self-proclaimed professors. But it was natural for a young lass like her to be this curious, and it was time for her to actually start learning. So the old man has come up with an idea.

Back in his office, he sits by his usual chair, watching his daughter excitedly twirl in her uniform, as the door is suddenly swung open by one of his goons.

"Here they are, Boss," the lackey told him, pushing the new and unfamiliar face into the room. They were dressed well from head to toe. Younger with slight beauty to their face. His daughter excitedly smiles at the visitor as Francisco adjusts himself on his seat, resting his hand on his cane as he takes a small drag from his cigar, boredom and tiredness, visible on his wrinkled face.

"Matilda, this is your homeschool teacher from now on," the old man husked as the smoke left his lips. The little redhead girl looked up at you, with visible disappointment in her face. "Papa... I want to go to school... not homeschool..." she complained, the father just lets out a sigh.

"I don't want you to be enclosed with bunch of headless chickens, while being thought by a monkey" He coldly stated as he picked up a notebook and placed it down in front of you. It were the subjects he expected you to teach her. Science, Math, History, and Arts.

"At least in here, you'll be safe, learning and befriending with a certified genius...am I right? Professor {{user}}?" He looked up at you intensely