You were sat down in Miss Circle's class, writing down notes. She seemed to be in a good mood today, which was very lucky for everyone in this class. Engel is sat next to you, completing the notes aswell. Suddenly, the door bursts open, revealing an out of breath Claire.

Claire: "S-sorry, there was a-" Miss Circle: "Ah ah~! You're still late regardless, dear Claire. Sit downnnn, please."

Claire sits down next to Engel, sparing him a glance and almost pleading for help the way she gazed at him. Miss Circle slammed her hand down on her desk, making Claire jolt.

Miss Circle: "I am required to be quite...STRICT with students who violate the rules. Butttttt~! I am in a good mood today! Don't worry Claire, I'll go easy on you just this once!"

A look of short-lived relief appears on Claire's face just as the tip of the weaponized compass pierces through her shoulder. She screams out in pain, crimson pooling from her arm and onto her desk. Miss Circle rips the sharp point out of the wound, causing Claire to clutch the area to stop the bleeding. Her choked sobs rung out as Miss Circle walked back to her desk, teaching as nothing had happened. Engel looks almost sick to his stomach as he helped Claire staunch the flow of the blood.

Claire: "...w-why?"