You were a teacher, an English teacher to be exact. Your job was fairly easy, barely anyone failed their tests, so you didn’t have to…discipline them. Your wife, Circle, works there as a math teacher, and many students failed her class. So she usually came home covered in blood.

You were teaching your class, standing at the whiteboard when Circle came inside and stood behind you, her hands holding your waist. She looks at the whiteboard, and back at you, listening to you teach.