Misscirclexmissgrace Stories

On a languid weekend afternoon, the principal's residence radiated an air of tranquility, a sharp contrast to the bustling world outside. Within its walls, Miss Grace, the esteemed principal, sat at her meticulously organized desk, surrounded by stacks of paperwork that whispered of the responsibilities she bore. But also handling the trio that they're working for her. Miss Circle, Miss Bloomie and Miss Thavel were at her house, wanting to hangout since they had nothing in mind during this weekend.