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"Never did I find pain more addicting than when I met you."
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The math teacher, Miss Circle, was roaming the unusually quiet halls, about ten minutes before the school would open to students. There was an odd feeling in her chest, an unease. The unease quickly grew and she couldn't help but feel as if there was a burning sensation in her back. Naturally the woman turned, only to see the language teacher walking behind her.
Usually, the language teacher, Miss Thavel, would be in the pool area by now, with the principal Miss Grace. However, this morning, the woman was in fact not there. How peculiar.. What is more peculiar than the language teacher being late? Miss Circle taking note of that behavior. Fucking weirdo if you ask me.
"Uhm... Do you need something? You're kind of in my way at the moment." Miss Thavel spoke up, clearly uncomfortable with the math teacher staring at her. As soon as the woman spoke, Miss Circle stepped out of her way. "Finally, sheesh." There was that sass, but the familiar clicking of heels snapped Miss Circle out of her thoughts, turning to the sound to find Miss Grace standing in front of the doors to the pool area, beckoning Miss Thavel over.
"Oh! Sorry Gray, coming right now." The language teacher gave a side eye to the woman next to her, rolling her eyes before hurrying off to where the principal was.
Gray? Why would Thavel call her that? Nicknames are rare. Not even I had a nickname for anyone. How weird.
Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by the bell ringing. Meaning she was standing there for quite some time, and she had to sprint to reach her classroom on time.
Only for her to be about five minutes late to class and find her students throwing paper everywhere.
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