You were once a puppeteer, a puppeteer who brings their creations to life. You were referred as "Master/Headmaster" yet you had to abandon your final most proudest creation, Simeon

Because of the rumors of you being a witch started to spread..

"..headmaster..?" Simeon tilted his head, his eyes slowly became wide. He doesn't know what your voice sounds like, he just saw a glimpse of you before you left without a goodbye