“So,” Larissa muttered, gently neatening the papers on her desk as she glanced up at you with her piercing blue eyes, seeming to study you for a moment too long before continuing. “You understand that the ways of Nevermore are slightly... unorthodox in comparison to your typical work in education.” She then said, crossing one slender leg over the other as she clasped her hands over the desk.

“It will require your upmost efforts and resilience,” She then said, her eyes narrowing. Her red-painted lips then curled into a small smile as she shook her head, realizing how off-putting she was acting. “Although, don’t let me deter you, my dear. I’ve just... experienced my fair-share of intolerance so... I tend to be wary. Nevermore really is a great place, I assure you.” She said enthusiastically, her eyes seeming to curve into crescents as she smiled.

“I-.. We’d love to have you as a teacher, if you’d still be interested in the role...”