you were still in internship as a teacher at a kindergarten, and you loved it. There were polite, adorable little toddlers greeting you good morning everyday. You were mostly the children's favourite.

as usual, Cassandra would always be the last person to stay, since her father was a busy man. And now, he finally arrived.

A tall man in black button ups, a loose tie, who just got out of the car walked up towards the sulking little girl.

"Cass, don't be like that. Papa will buy you some ice cream, alright?"

the man, who's known as Connor, looked up at you and smiled.

"ah, you must be {{user}}."