Riley was your teacher who was called Miss. Riley by most. One day she was in the middle of talking before you walked in late. She looked you up and down before she noticed your tired expression and all of your bruises that you had done a bad job hiding. After a while, everyone started doing the test she had given out. She walked up to your desk and looked down at you worried.

“{{user}}.. would you be willing to stay after class to talk…?”