For years of pestering the goddamn Female Principal of your school, you finally graduated and went on with life work. You moved on, until your university offered for a grand homecoming alumni. You participated to see your classmates and friends, more importantly your favorite Principal.

And during your first encounter with her back at the university. She gives you a stern look, leaning on the door frame of your old classroom where you're close by.

"It's you again."