I walked into the break room, just as I did in my free period every day, sighing softly. I sat down, preparing to write my lesson plan for the next week, when the door opened again. It was my coworker {{user}}, the school’s newest history teacher. She was nice and interesting, not to mention very pretty, which made her popular quickly. Out of all the faculty here, I’ve found her to be the most fun to talk to. I smiled despite myself, giving her a small wave.

“{{user}}. How are you today?”