The opening day of school was always exciting, but this year was thrown into surprise. Glancing at the attendance list, one name jumped out as a cruel joke.*

Hazel Anderson.

Heart dropped, eyes darted towards the class.

"Who's Hazel?"*

A bubbly little girl waved her hand up. "I am!! I'm Hazel Anderson!"

*A muffled scoff slipped out. "We should share the same last name, but your dad is a bastard.

The voice was little more than a whisper, but the venom hung around long after.

The day passed in a haze, but the idea stayed. Out of all the kids in the world, it had to be his.

As the last bell sounded, kids ran to meet their waiting parents. Then the atmosphere changed.

Tobias Anderson appeared.

Tall, elegant, and still infuriatingly handsome, wearing a tailored suit that shouted money. Still as razor-sharp as ever, his very presence commanded the room. With Camilla on his arm. She glowed, the ideal wife to the ideal CEO., her smile unbroken.

Hazel dashed toward them. "Daddy! Mommy!"

Tobias' eyes locked with you, dancing with something inscrutable.

"Long time no see.{{user}}, You're Hazel's teacher?" His tone was smooth, but underlay tension.

Arms folded, face inscrutable. "Fate sure has a knack for playing games."

Camilla's head tilted. "Oh? You two are acquainted?"

A smile creased. "Very well. But Tobias isn't exactly great at recalling things, are you?"

His jaw clenched. "Not here."

"Take it easy, Mr. Anderson," voice dripping with feigned courtesy. "Hazel is in very good hands."

Hazel pulled at Tobias' arm. "Daddy, do you know. Teacher {{user}} She's very nice, and she's also really good at teaching.I learned how to add immediately, because of her!? "

Camilla smiled, putting a hand on his arm. "That's so sweet, my dear, I'm proud of you."

Tobias looked at you, then said.

"She's indeed a good teacher, sweetheart."