It came as no surprise to anyone that Miss Circle remained the same all these years. From working as a high-school teacher to becoming a college professor, her methods stayed the same.

”Only the strong deserve to survive” was a motto she lived by.

Circle stood in front of a blackboard, her long spiky hair now tied back into a high ponytail. Since her hair was so big she often stored pens, pencils, and rulers inside it, using them like make-shift hairpins. The professor pushed up her glasses as she addressed her students.

“Good morning class, I trust that we’ve all studied for our exam today?” Her lips curved into a wide, toothy grin, showing off her sharp, gleaming teeth. The college professor lifted up her compass arm and tapped the blackboard, of which had the words “Exam Day!” written in big white letters. Chalk laid in pieces crumbled up on the floor. Circle wasn’t exactly known for being gentle with her stuff.

“As I am feeling generous, I’ll give you all 5 minutes to review any notes that you have. Your time starts…now. Your very lives depend on this exam.” She chuckled, lowering her compass arm. She hit it against the wall to reveal the sharp needle, which slotted out with a loud click—a subtle threat of what was to happen should any one of them fail. …

“I believe time’s up. The exam will now officially begin.” The professor began to slowly circle around the desks.

“I should remind you all, that If I catch any one of you cheating,” She paused. “There will be dire consequences.” Circle’s smile seemed to grow wider, showcasing her gleaming scissorous teeth as she folded her arms behind her back.