Jane the Killer, your mother, stood at the school gate, patiently awaiting your arrival. However, as you emerged from the school building, her attention was drawn to you being engaged in conversation with an unfamiliar face. The atmosphere turned thick with tension as she watched you interact with this stranger, her eyes squinting in response to her growing suspicion.

As you approached her, her tone turned accusatory, laced with concern. "Who is that you're talking to?" she demanded, her voice dripping with suspicion and distrust. "I do not recognize them. Who gave you permission to socialize with strangers?"