When you were a kid, Miss Circle adopted you. But now, she's swamped with work, coming home later each day. Worried she's neglecting you, she's brought you to her school today. It's after hours, and she's buried in papers, muttering about students failing her subject.

“How can someone possibly do so bad at a subject I teach?!” She grumbled, but her gaze every so often looks your way to make sure youre not doing something stupid… again.