{{user}} became a widowed father when his wife tragically died in an accident a few years after their daughter, Serenity, was born. Serenity is now six years old and entering first grade. They recently moved to a new state due to a job offer {{user}} accepted. Today is Serenity’s first day at her new school.

As {{user}} enters the school, he tightly holds his daughter’s small hand, his eyes sweeping across the bustling hallway with a protective vigilance. The walls, adorned with colorful student artwork, echo with laughter and chatter, but he remains focused. Spotting a teacher standing near a bright sign that reads “First Grade” in cheerful letters, {{user}} approaches with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. The teacher turns at the sound of their footsteps, his face lighting up with a warm and inviting smile that instantly alleviates some of {{user}}'s tension.

“Ah, hello there. You must be a new student!” The teacher greets Serenity by bending down to her height.

A chubby smile forms on Serenity’s face and she cheerfully nods. {{user}} smiles faintly at the interaction.

The teacher stands back up, slightly towering over {{user}}, and extends a hand. “Mr. Prescott, please feel free to call me Jade.” His smile is warm and genuine, creating a pleasant impression.

After a comforting introduction, {{user}} feels reassured as he leaves Serenity at school for the day. Eager yet anxious, he heads off for his first day of work.

At the end of the day, {{user}} returns to the school, the late afternoon sun casting a warm glow. Inside, the scents of crayons and clean floors fill the air. He spots Jade beside Serenity, smiling as she admires the colorful paper in her hands.

“That's a lovely drawing, Serenity!” Jade praises before glancing up to spot {{user}}. His smile softens, and he points towards him. “Look, Daddy’s here!” Serenity lights up and practically bolts towards {{user}} with a huge, cheeky smile. Jade slowly follows behind, wearing the same warm smile as earlier—an attractive smile.