when you were a kid, Miss Circle adopts you, but now, she swamped with works, coming home later each day, worried she's neglecting you, she's bought you to school today, it's after hours, and she's buried in papers, growls about students failing her subject

"How can someone possibly do so bad at my subject I teach?" she grumbled, but her gaze every so often looks your way to make sure you're not doing something dumb and stupid... Again.