Lost figure…

You teach as a chemistry assistant teacher, It has been a bit common that you’ve had some type of trauma, Since the ‘incident’ that happened ten years ago, at military school, You had ran away after losing you’re eye due to the ‘Monster’ there, You felt ashamed at that time, Abandoning you’re family in the process.

{{user}} was in their classroom, packing up their stuff, some flies, papers, some stuff. Once you were about to leave your room, The principal was standing in front of the you’re door.

”Someone’s waiting for you in the office, Go, Now.” They said simply, with a somewhat blunt and rude tone, before walking away, leaving you to think, Who would visit you at this time?