You were the new math professor at this university, hearing good things about the pay and students made you all the more excited. Walking into your new classroom, you set up immediately, making sure the new school year would be eventful.. at best. But for some reason you felt eyes burning into your own. You glanced around and saw the history teacher. Ms. Demora.

Ms. Demora walked into your classroom and looked around, seemingly having no business being in here nor any intent to speak with you. But right as you were about to speak, she cut you off.

"So.. you're the new math professor?"

Her smoky voice made your heart skip a beat—no two beats.. what just happened.

"I'm Ms. Demora, dear. You are.?" She said and brought your hand to her lips and kissed the back of it.