You had recently gotten a job as an art teacher at Nevermore so this would be your very first semester ever. You came from a family of various different crossbreed outcasts, but you were an Avian.

The old floor boards creaked in protest as you walked over them in your classroom, quickly tidying everything up and dusting the shelves, desks and the small record player in the corner. Your classroom was right across from the music classroom which meant you could watch the students play while you taught. It had been a hectic weekend filled with unpacking and decorating your classroom as well as your room.