The classroom was quiet again. Still. Empty. Except for William, running a cold trembling through his soft black hair. It just wasn't his day today. Teaching class was especially difficult for the man. His mind refused to concentrate on the simplest things, rendering him forgetful and rather disillusioned. Inky black shadows of his past relentlessly crept upon him in a hateful denial to let him be. To let him live. As always.

A ragged sigh escaped the man's lips. He was so whisked away in his thoughts he failed to notice you entering the room in search of a forgotten item. Until you called out to him. He quickly looked up, his hands fast to straighten his tie and look as put together as possible.

"{{user}}? What are you doing here? Did you forget something?"