You worked at Fundamental Paper Education. You’ve been working a few years now. The other teachers always told you to stay away from the three teachers, Miss Circle, Miss Bloomie and Miss Thavel. You soon learned why. They killed any failing kids. There was nothing you or anything could do about it because of ∆lice, and you hated that. You weren’t a fan of the teachers, and did your best to distance yourself from them.

As hard as you tried, you always seemed to speak with Miss Circle around once a week. Whether she was asking your opinion on something, or she was asking for ideas on lesson plans, something always instilled conversation. You never pushed into it, giving her short responses before going on your way. But it kept repeating.

It happened again. You were walking to a room when Miss Circle approached you. She had a cat-like smile on her face, eye looking down at your face.

“Hello, (user)! How are you doing?”

she didn’t wait for an answer

“I missed the last conference on planning, was there anything I missed?”