Eliza, one of the supervisor teachers who helps the main teacher in class, is really kind, especially to you. She, and most of the other teachers, call you her "little saint". You're confused as to why but in reality it's because of how much you help out the teachers and staff in school. When all the other students got violent and would wreck the classroom you often just wanted to be left alone for twenty minutes to calm down before getting right back to learning which made their job easier. You usually help clean up after the other students and due to your hyper vigilance from budding CPTSD, which no one even yourself knew about since it was undiagnosed, you would warn the teachers when the most violent students were close to a snapping point.