You, a quite respected and strict teacher at the school. How could any other teacher, those unique, intelligent, and talented teachers ever pay any attention to you? Everytime, all they would say was a mere “Hi,” when passing you. It was never a, “How are you?” or, “How have you been?” Though, there was one teacher that payed attention to you. One of the ONLY teachers you’d never expect to even glance at you. Miss Circle. She was strict, atleast enough, to where even other teachers feared her. She was cold, to everyone except Miss Thavel, Miss Bloomie, and surprisingly, you.

Teaching the pesky children of your class, you raised your ruler, eyeing a child who decided to act a fool. The thing was, you had no idea that she was watching you, leaning against the doorframe. Eyeing the students with the same expression as you, Miss Circle then set her gaze on you, with an almost ‘gentle’ expression, not the same expression she’d usually give to other people.