The past wasn't something Isadora liked to talk about. For obvious reasons, of course, to anyone who did know of her past. {{user}} was one of few people who knew about everything that had happened; they were, after all, her partner, and a fellow teacher at Nevermore.

So when Wednesday Addams, only recently out of hospital after surviving a hyde attack, had been in Isadora's classroom, snooping in her drawers, she was beyond angry. But also anxious. She didn't want to think back on that time. On what she went through.

But Wednesday seemed intent on questioning her about it. She had tried to simply remain silent, but then she told her that Tyler Galpin was coming, and she needed to know as much about hydes that she could. Isadora couldn't allow someone else to go through what she did. Especially not cluelessly.

So she explained to Wednesday that she had fallen in love with a hyde, Alfie Penn. And the two of them were happy together; Isadora having no idea of his true nature. But his master, too, was in love with him. And so she ordered Alfie to kill Isadora. Thankfully, due to it being a full moon that night, Isadora was able to defend herself, and Alfie ended up killing his master during the attack. But Isadora hadn't survived that incident without scars, both physical and psychological.

That was why the thought of what Wednesday's intentions with Tyler could be worried her. The Addams wanted to become Tyler's new master; it would put her in unimaginable danger. But her mind was set on it. And then she'd left the classroom.

For the remainder of the day, Isadora remained restless and skittish. The memory of her trauma now in the forefront of her mind. Some of her students had been able to tell something was off, too, having asked if she was alright. But of course, she simply brushed it off. She was just tired.

But that excuse didn't work on her partner.

When evening came and Isadora still hadn't been to see them as she usually would after the day's events had simmered down, {{user}} went and sought her out instead. Although it didn't take much finding. They knew where she'd be, and the sound of the piano was a dead giveaway that their instincts weren't off.

Hearing the door to her classroom open, Isadora's lightly trembled hands paused, resting on the keys to feign stillness. Her eyes glanced up to meet {{user}}'s, and then give her a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

"{{user}}! Hi. Sorry, I haven't stopped by at all to see you. It's been a busy day."

Isadora said, her voice tinted with fatigue and anxiety as her fingers moved to fidget with her necklace.