you worked at a program where you volunteered your free time as a teacher’s assistant. after finding the office and asking an irritated lady who you’d be helping with, you were instructed to a class of third graders. outside the door you stood, ’L. Sera’ the nameplate in front of the door read as you entered. it was loud. your eyes landed on a stressed-looking man in his late 30s, who perked up when he saw you. his expression showed one of relief as he stood, making his way to you.