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「 From what he knows of this man based on stories he had the misfortune of constantly hearing some years ago, he’s incredibly passive. It’s with the prejudice that Allen thought he’d get up and do as he says to avoid trouble. He did the opposite just now and Allen couldn’t help but twitch in annoyance.」

「 “I don’t see anyone with you. Or another order. Pity.” True enough there was nothing that indicated this seat could have been taken. The librarian only had a book and his drink with him. There’s no bags or anything. Clearly, he was lying. “Pray tell, who are you with? I’ll be more than happy to apologize to whoever it is I accidentally stole a seat from.” 」

「Allen took a long sip from his cappuccino, his stare never leaving Gale’s. Even if he had no prior spite towards this man, he would have gotten one anyway if he acted like this on a regular basis. Why would he bother occupying two seats for himself? Tch. You truly have poor taste in men, Princess. 」

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – If only this man asked if he could sit there in a nice way, Gale might have willingly given it to him. This is a public place and he has every right to sit down (unless of course it really is taken) but the way he keeps talking convinces Gale to not give the man what he wants. It seems the amount of selfish and spoiled people are increasing day by day… Sigh. ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – “ She’s not… here yet. But she’s coming in a while… ” He assures him even if there was no ‘she’. He doesn’t like how he’s looking at him right now as if judging every inch of his face. Despite never being good at reading people, Gale notices how the red-haired male looks disappointed. He doesn’t even know this man…! ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – Taking out his phone, he sends a quick text to a friend. Can I call? Please play along. He needs a back-up plan just in case this man gets too persistent. And who else will he call but the witch– err, Vivi. Surely with the amount of favors she asks of him, he can at least ask for one in return. “ I don’t want her to arrive and see you here… she’s… moody? ”  At least that part isn’t a lie. “ Please leave… ” ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – @queenvitch​ ⌟ 

Vivi was having an ordinary day. Just out in the city, shopping. Her finds so far were disappointing. A teacher’s salary can only do so much, but when the urge to shop comes, she just had to go for it. In the middle of checking out some boots, her phone vibrates. There in the display, she finds his name. Unexpected considering it’s usually her bugging him, but...

I’ll call.

That’s all she sent back as a reply and without warning, dials his number and waited for him to pick up. He mentioned calling her but Vivi is impatient. And curious... it’s not everyday she needed him.

“Gale?” The moment he picked up, she felt her heart skip a little. Play along, he said. Play along to where? 

       【❧】~ Rosetta stops when she hears the voice of her aunt call out to her, turning at the waist to look back at the vivacious woman standing at the door of her classroom. When she realized one of her favorite aunts had been teaching at Harvest Academy, the revelation had been a comforting one for her, if a bit awkward. On the one hand, she loved having family around– someone who, when she needed it most, Rosetta knew would have her back. 

       But on the other, the independent part of her didn’t want any help or special treatment academics wise (unless totally and completely justified, of course), and so she had to make sure she didn’t get that from Aunt Vivi.

       “Sushi, huh?” She muses. A good sushi platter wasn’t sounding so bad right about now, plus it had the added bonus of giving and her aunt some quality time to hang out. And, stress relief. Some much needed stress relief… hopefully. “Sounds good! As long as we do get back before curfew. I’ve got enough headaches to deal with, and I don’t need detention to be one of them.”

Even if Rosetta said no, Vivi wouldn’t have taken it. She’d find a way. Lucky for her, her niece was smart enough to know this-- or was enticed by the prospect of sushi... either worked.

“Oh, child, you have much to learn. Don’t let school eat you up, you’re meant to enjoy high school, not feel drowned by it.” Although she admired her dedication, she wished she let loose more. Live a little. Vivi had her own share of high school difficulties, but not to the point it became much of a burden to her. “If anyone threatens to give you detention, I’ll personally handle it~ I can be very persuasive you know.”

「 “Scout around…?” Now he’s getting nervous. His chemistry teacher was a very animated person by herself, and if she was the one picking out tutors, he feared of what kind of students she favored the best. “Uh… sure thing, Miss… I trust your judgement…” Sort of. He didn’t really have much of a choice. 」

「 Her nagging wasn’t bad, and he’s grateful he’s even giving the chance to improve do better with extra help. But the mention of his favorite sport and the possibility of him not being able to play struck a chord, and without thinking it through, he abruptly stands up, both hands now on her desk.」

「 "I’ll do better, I know so. I take it back, Miss Ire. I can focus on both soccer and chem– I’ll work hard!” Only after talking did he realized he was talking loudly and making a scene, so he sits right back down, the embarrassment creeping up fast. “I mean… It won’t come to me not being able to play, I’ll make sure of it. That’s all.” 」

「Like a good kid, he calms down and listened to his teacher after getting all riled up. His eyes follow her hand as they wrote, multiple book titles and chapters suddenly ready for him to study. This felt a little unfair to the other students. Then again, they’re not the ones failing. “I got it, Miss. I’ll start right away.” After practice. 」

As you should. Vivi would have to check her class list to see who could teach him, but that can be saved for another day. Her thoughts are now focused on his development, cut off only by his sudden outburst.

“Micah! Sit down!” The chemistry teacher can only look at him in shock as his outburst comes to an end and he calms down on his own. As surprised as she is, it was admirable to see someone be incredibly passionate. He always seemed like a passive guy, but right now, she can see the fire burning within him. It may not be for chemistry, but passion in all forms is good in Vivi’s eyes.

“Alright, Mr. Evans. Don’t worry, I understand where you’re coming from. Just like how you trust me, I’ll trust your judgement too.” She gives him a soft smile, crossed her legs and rested her intertwined hands on her knees. “I really do wish your passion shows through my subject, but I’ll support you and your endeavor. There’s something admirable about you that I can’t help but root for.”

「 Allen already expected to be greeted with a less than welcome tone, but it still peeved him when looked so distraught by his presence alone. “I’m the one who should be spiteful here, Princess. I never did like it when you used that tone.” A cause for many arguments they had in the past, all of which were losing battles for Allen. This argument right here most likely shared the same fate. 」

「 “Oh please. Don’t give me that joke, it’s beneath you. You will never quit being a chemist, but the odds are with me even with this small thing. You’re just too proud to admit it.” He does not take any of her cold answers to heart. Hurt, yes. But not enough to step down. He met her amber eyes with a stern gaze as she looked back at him determined to shoo him away. Has she ever always been this cold? This rotten? He doesn’t remember. He recalls the shouting, the arguments, the break-up… this treatment as exes was new. 」

「 At first he doesn’t say anything. A flat line is present on his face, displeased by this, but also confused. Allen liked to think of himself as a civil person, and even the flings and girlfriends he had in the past were acquainted with him still. And if they met again? He’d treat them respectfully and not shove them away right off the bat. 」

「 “I was not and I will not ask for anything, Viviane. I can assure you that much.” He dropped the nickname he was fond of calling her and sighed. “If conversing with you is impossible, then I guess it’s safe for me to assume we’re exes first, professionals second. I’m a flexible man, and if that’s how you want to play, then I’ll play.” 」 

What a throwback this was turning out to be, and it was far from being the good kind. Sure enough, both their dominant natures clashed too often for comfort, and they argued many times in the past. Even Vivi can admit he was a sweet boyfriend at times, but gifts or fancy words cannot erase everything else that happened between them. “And I don’t like your tone. Period.”

She allowed him the time to speak. To vent. To make him think he has her in a corner and that he can guilt trip her into submitting. Silly Allen. When all was said and a sigh escaped him, it was Vivi’s turn to say her piece. “Don’t act innocent, hun. It doesn’t suit you.”

“Is your memory that selective, or did you forget you were far from being a professional the last time we talked? Honey, I can quote you to every word if you need a reminder.” He can sigh and make it seem like she’s being the bitter bitch here, but she is never one to forgive so easily once crossed. It would take more than just sweet talk to get her to look at him decently, and if he wavered so easily from one rejection, then perhaps it’s better that they are just that: exes.

“You doubted me. You insulted me. You refused to believe in the possibility I can let go in my own terms. You tried to control me. You didn’t believe me.” If his goal is to make her miss him, it’s working right now. But the one she missed was the Allen he knew at the beginning, not the one full of mistrust. She admits she can... extreme. That her feelings for someone are strong. But even back then she entertained the idea of letting go. She just needed time. Time he refused to give. 

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「 Allen still hasn’t decided if it was a good thing there were some familiar faces in his new work place. Apart from his childhood friend, there were even some acquaintances and people that can qualify as friends. Ah, the life of being so popular. Attention followed him wherever he goes to the point that even an old flame found her way back in his life. 」

「Unfortunately for them both, that same flame continued to flicker brightly for the wrong man. He still held a grudge over how he got dumped, but he couldn’t the deny the pull he felt when he saw her again. That very same pull was the reason why he was approaching her now when all his classes were over and he sees her walking out of the school. 」

「 “Princess, it’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Some old habits just never fade and even now he still liked calling her through endearments. He might have still held a grudge, but he’s also a very generous man. One day she might come to her senses, and if she begged enough, he might even give her another chance. In fact, he’ll be kind right now. He saved her the trouble and invited himself to accompany her, distance too near as he walked beside the drama and chemistry teacher, “Miss me?” 」

On her way out the school, Vivi was mentally planning what to get for dinner for a relaxing night. She has minimal things to do tonight, so she has time to just enjoy good food by herself for some quality mean time-- 

Princess.

--unfortunately for her, the world just loved watching her plans fail. His voice was too familiar, she didn’t even have to look at him to know who it was. She sees him at the lounge and at the electives building, but so far, she avoided him enough to avoid speaking with him. Her streak came to an end and here they are. 

“Look what the cat dragged in... oh, joy.” Her tone was unamused and sarcastic at the end. She rolled her eyes and continued on her merry way. Vivi liked to believe she was civil enough to mingle with exes. After all, they’re old news. Allen has some redeemable features, but they weren’t enough for him to leave a very good impression. Too damn cocky for her taste, and their personalities clashed too much! 

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – Vivi may be a lot of things, but Gale admits her outspoken side is something he wishes he has, too. While he chose to stay quiet when he was being insulted, she didn’t even hesitate to speak out. Her misleading smile that followed the threat made the two bouncers completely shut up. Gale swears he saw them muttering and regretting opening their mouth.  ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – She seems to want to truly make it appear as if they were acquainted, her hold on him tightening. He appreciates her attempt to prevent further mutterings and insults coming his way, but he refuses to take back his apology. His features stiffen at the question thrown at him, however. If he says the wrong things, she’ll be overly dramatic and exaggerate things again.⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – “ Don’t pinch me… ” He rubs his pinched arm and frowns, buying himself time to think about his answer some more. She looks hurt and insulted over something so simple. “ You act as if I was insulting you, I was just… saying the truth. I’m… not the kind of company you’d enjoy to have here. ” In a way, Vivi is a curse. The kind that brings Gale the exact opposite of what he wants. Tonight is a prime example of that. ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – Still, he can’t exactly label their relationship as ‘bad’. Just like earlier, Vivi is the kind of person that can do what Gale can’t. And sometimes, everyone needs a person that will fill in the gaps you can’t cover yourself. “ Don’t overthink things… I won’t be here if that was the case. ” He doesn’t even know why he had to remind her of this. Wasn’t that obvious? And to think between the two of them, she was the more social one. He extends a finger to poke the gap between her two eyebrows in attempt to loosen her up. That glare of hers is a little scary and intimidating. “ …sorry if I gave you that kind of impression. I’ll… take care of the first drink? ”  ⌟ 

His truths were lies to her. When will he understand that she enjoys his company? You’d think after the first dozen of times she drags him along with her, he’d get it in his head, but nooo! Here he is insisting she’d rather not have him here. Oh, how wrong he is...

She waited patiently for him to answer her in full, the nerves gathering up and making her incredibly uneasy. Placing him in a tight spot was a bad habit of hers, but it was a double-edged sword. The truth doesn’t always favor her, and she still feared he’d end up admitting he’d rather just leave her.

Before the uneasiness ate her up, she felt a light poke in between her eyebrows and suddenly the glare was gone and in place was a look of bewilderment as she processed what he said.

A hand reached up to the touch the poked part of her face and she pouted, her blush spreading like wildfire. She couldn’t keep her gaze away from him much longer, especially after apologizing like this. She turned back to him, pout still there but gradually fading. He has control over him, and whether or not he knew, it was becoming dangerous.

Perhaps it was because he doesn’t speak as much as the ordinary person that she held every word he says to heart. What did he mean by that? Once more, he’s finding reasons to extinguish her flames, only to come back and add fuel to it once more. The black and purple flames of Vivi’s heart grew unsteadily, and this warmth was for him and him alone. He might not notice it now, but soon enough they’ll both get caught in her flames.

“Okay ★” Her mood brightened up, and she instantly forgave him for being a Negative Ned. She wished for him to associate her with good memories, not bad ones. She reached for the menu and moved to sit closer to him, arms once again hooked on to his. “Then I’ll have a long island iced tea... or maybe we can get a bottle for ourselves! Tequila sounds fun, hmm...”

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – You’re not wrong, he thinks to himself. Perhaps it’s because out of habit, but even with their tendency to fight and argue, Gale admits to having a gift ready for her when it’s expected of him. Birthdays, holidays, even small celebrations like these. It’s all part of beings friends and they’ve both known each other for far too long to be ‘shy’ about giving each other gifts. ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – He expects her to complain when he asks for something in return. Instead, she agrees immediately. Shyly, even. The way her cheeks would turn red at the most random of times is not new to Gale, but meekness and Vivi did not match. She was even looking away. Sick, maybe? ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – “ …please do not exploit the local barista’s infatuation. I’m sure they have other things to pay for… ” He’s the one asking for a free drink right now but it doesn’t mean he wants to disregard the well-being of some random citizen. He happens to know the baristas in town due to his frequency in cafes and they’re nice people. It’s very likely one or a few of them would be infatuated over Vivi since she can be… very flirty when she wants a boon. Admittedly, he’s not the biggest fan of that habit of hers. ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – Considering he’s not one to talk too often, he assumed him not saying ‘no’ passed on the message that he agreed to go. But she suddenly paused to say… please? Vivi? Saying please??? Gale was half-convinced he was dreaming everything now. Not only was she shy earlier, but now she’s even being considerate… What a strange morning. ⌟

⌜ ☆。.:*:  – “ Okay. ” His answer is simple, eyes opened wide in shock as she looks back at him like a kitten waiting to be pet. He almost always agrees to go along with her anyway, even if he does complain a lot. It comes to him as strange how she’s acting right now and concern is starting to form once more. “ …are you sick? ” He blinks and asks while carefully observing her. She didn’t seem sick… In face she looks great. He places a hand on her forehead to check her temperature, wondering if she was just too good of an actress to hide something that should be obvious. “ You should call in sick if you are. We’re allowed leaves, if we really need it… ” ⌟ 

Vivi doesn’t mind being called out but with him most especially, she felt defensive. Sometimes she forgets he liked that cafe, too. “I’m not exploiting them! I’m simply accepting their gracious offers. It’s not my fault they love me~♥” Unlike some people I know!  

Even if he thought badly of her because of her tendencies to entice people to submit to her bidding, surely he won’t deny her when she says please? She locked her sight on his, refusing to break eye contact until he gives in. and he does, with a simple confirmation... She would have rejoiced immediately if not for the sudden check-up.

Face heating up as he touched her forehead, Vivi restrained herself from erupting in forced, obviously awkward laughter-- a reflex she tries to control. She has a tendency to overreact when embarrassed, but right now she held her tongue and used all self-control she had to keep the embarrassment in, even if it clearly showed through the redness of her face.

This is a chance~! A strange but very welcome chance...

Her mom always said it was no good rushing through life. Sometimes, you needed to smell the roses.

Maya preferred smelling cakes over roses–or smelling any meal over any flower, really. But now, as a grown-up, she knew what her mom actually meant. Take a breath and slow down once in a while… something that was hard to remember with so much to do. Between becoming a great chef, an even better teacher, and the the first person to invent yam flavored bubblegum, it seemed impossible to take a break! 

But not this time. Today when Maya got home, instead of going right to catching up on work or playing on her phone, she decided to lay on her bed and watch the sunset. She had a perfect view from here. The clear sun, pink with dusk, dipping below the horizon. It almost reminded her of a blush. Did the sun get shy when the moon came out? Did it color the sky with its embarrassment while it tried to hide?

The door opened abruptly and her attention snapped to reality. Turning, Maya saw flurry of black appear at the door. Vivi always made an entrance. This time, she sang Maya’s name like a magic chant–holding up snacks as an offering. It must’ve worked in a weird way, because despite the mood she was in, Maya felt something in her chest lighten–and her body lifted as she sat up.

“Hey Vivi,” she greeted, gaze falling to the plastic bags hanging from her grasp. Food. A glimmer sparked in her eyes, and Maya looked back at her friend with a grin.

“Wanna go eat that on rooftop? It’s really pretty outside~♪”

Finding Maya sprawled up in her bed, Vivi was tempted to flop right down her bed and join her. But before she could, Maya already sprang up and bounced back to life, the lazy atmosphere that surrounded her previously now gone. Vivi knew she caught her attention with the right bribe, noticing how her eyes were focused first on the food she brought along. As she should~♫

“As pretty as us? I doubt it! But I’m not against the trip up.” After all, heading up means chancing upon a certain someone, and as brief as it may be, Vivi does not mind catching a glimpse of her favorite stargazer. 

A distraction from the amount of work she had to do right now was all Iris was asking for. She had had her fill of students messing around with the writing prompts, not even the least bit trying. As much as they believed it wasted their time, they were truly wasting hers.

“My, my~”

Upon seeing a cup of coffee placed on her desk and a familiar voice following the action, she had looked up to see none other than Viviane. Iris had never thought that this many academy graduates would wind up working at their old high school, but out of everyone who did, she was most glad to see this woman.

“I’m well and you know me. It’s not always on purpose.”

A quiet laughed escaped from between her lips as she reached for the cup that sat on her desk.

“And how have you been? Sadly, I don’t see you as much as I used to. I’m hoping that’ll change.”

Vivi expected nothing less from her ever-so-alluring novelist peer, but to believe in that statement a hundred percent? Na-uh. “So you say, but I think otherwise.” She leaned back and chuckled along, “You don’t have to be ashamed, Iris. They should consider it a blessing if you even notice them!” 

Her question had a single answer. Not much happened in the academy and apart from lackluster chemistry students, drama kept his life interesting, but not interesting enough.

     The confidence that Rod had in believing he had the correct classroom disappeared as soon as he sees the id. Instead of feeling embarrassed over his mistake, he found himself looking at the id presented to him more closely. The picture attached looked so formal but even through a 1x1 image, the silver-haired woman appeared striking. One look could charm you in an instant. She was just around his age too, just a year younger. Not only that, she was a busy body that handled two subjects, Drama and Chemistry. 

     She does look like the type to be in drama…

     Then there was her name. It sounded foreign to him but it suited her. It wasn’t just her features that had an instant appeal to him, her entire personality was loud and commanding. It was clear as day that this person was the type used to getting her way and possessed just enough authority and charm to make sure it stays that way. It was intimidating, yet exciting.

     He looked up from her id back to her and wondered why she seemed to be so on edge just because of a simple mistake. She must be thinking how much of an idiot he is right now… “I thought the classrooms just had everything in it. For convenience, you know? I guess not, huh… but thanks for correcting me!”

     A mistake’s a mistake, and Rod will own up to it and make sure it won’t be repeated. He took out his own id and showed it proudly, a wide grin spreading across his face, “Rodney West, Biology Teacher. But Rod would do just fine, he he.” He pocketed it straight away and moved over, not wanting to keep a lady waiting any more than he did right now. He’s just glad she took the peace offering. That must mean she’s not too bad! She warned him about eating in the classroom but she was even eyeing his scrambled eggs, so maybe…

     “I’m really sorry again for the mix-up. You can have the scrambled eggs if you want?” Taking a nearby chair, he took a seat right next to his new acquaintance and invited himself to have breakfast with her. He pushed the container full of scrambled eggs towards her and offered it too. “I like to think I cooked it just right this morning. Not too salty and incredibly fluffy! Try it!”

From the looks of things, he seemed to be apologetic enough and he even acknowledged his mistake. Further scolding him felt like kicking a puppy... and Vivi was not the type to harm innocent animals. “As long as that’s clear now, it should be fine.” She cleared her throat and tried to hide the light embarrassment from the sudden thanks. 

She wasted no time in tasting the sandwich he made. With one moderate bite, Vivi got a taste of the ham & cheese and appreciated the simplicity. She’s a fan of flavorful dishes but a light dish in the morning was refreshing. She was in the middle of eating when Rod took notice of her glimpses to his other containers and had the audacity to sit beside her when she just scolded him!

“Are you serious?” Ooooh, this guy did not know what it meant to back off. She raised a brow and stared for a good few seconds while he sat beside her. But seeing as he was bribing her with food... “Oh, fine then. I’ll take these scrambled eggs but they better be good.”

Not that she was eager to try it out or anything, but Vivi took the container immediately and took a forkful of the fluffy looking eggs. Even if she’s not the best of chefs, she never missed out on the chance of encouraging people to treat her to good food. Since Rod didn’t seem like a master chef-- or anywhere near that-- she has minimal expectations. She took the first bite, the light taste difficult to judge since scrambled eggs were so simple, the only time they tasted different is if you overcook them. True to his words, Rod cooked them ‘just right’.

     Rod was proud of himself today. The breakfast he prepared so good, if he didn’t say so himself! The eggs were light and had just enough salt. The cheese was a little melted and the sandwich was just what he needed to get his morning started.

     The Biology teacher enjoyed his meal in peace… for about five minutes until she walked into the room.

     It was silly. She looked angry and ticked off. Even before she started scolding Rod, he already noticed her coming, the dislike for him and his presence obvious. But Rod has a curse. A curse when it comes to beautiful women that are way out of his league. He saw pass the anger clear in her amber eyes and noticed instead how enchanting she was. Even with the hostile energy surrounding her, he can tell she had a charm and power that can make silly men like him easily fall and bend down to her will.

     His jaw’s gone a little slack out of awe the entire time she strutted towards him, the world in slow motion as she did. His small crushes always started like this, so sudden, out of the blue and poorly timed. She sounded angry as she spoke , his distraction almost making him miss the important parts of what she said.

     “W-wait! This is the Biology classroom, not Chemistry. I checked.” Despite wearing something white, he used his arm to wipe his mouth, self-consciousness making him worry he got bits and pieces of his breakfast there. He was so sure he was in his classroom… but looking around now, it did seemed to be more fit for chemistry… 

     The confused teacher looked back at babe– err, the beautiful teacher– and tried to appease her anger. “I must have gotten the rooms switched… I teach Biology and it’s my first day.” It’s not the best explanation, but with five seconds as a deadline, he doesn’t have much of a choice. His idle hands found its way to the back of his neck, shyly rubbing on it before he realized he had other ways to remove her hunger: food! It was a good thing he always packed too much for himself (it’s a lie, he always finishes everything). He picked up one of his containers containing the sandwiches he made and offered it up to her, an easy smile forming, “You hungry?”

Patience is not one of Vivi’s strong points and so when this intruding stranger practically gawks at her instead of explaining, she’s more annoyed than flattered. Normally she loved this kind of attention but not this time, not when she’s having a terrible morning and not when he’s still sitting at her desk!

She took out an id from her wallet and slid it towards the foolish man, “My name is Viviane Ava Ire. As you can see, I teach Chemistry, hence you’re in my classroom.” His explanation that followed seemed believable and even if he did apologize, she’s still a little on edge. What a monday this was turning out to be and it’s only just begun... Sigh.

“And besides, why else would there be bunsen burners instead of microscopes here?” She ran a hand down her face, unable to believe this numbskull was in her presence. Who even thought it was a good idea to hire this supposedly new teacher if he can’t even find his own classroom?

She was ready to scold him once more. Give him a piece of her mind and list down the reasons why he should have been more prepared if it was his first day. Something about first impressions mattered, especially to teenagers he’ll have to teach. She handled the superior kind of science, but for the sake of the students that took up Biology, he needed to be a good teacher, too. 

Her speech, however, was distracted by the sudden offering. Simple as the sandwiches were, it caught her by surprise when he spoke up and acted all buddy-buddy. “H-hold on just a minute, Mister. No one’s eating in my classroom.” She took back her id, stashed it in her wallet and eyed the man cautiously. He looked like a harmless lost puppy, if anything. Nothing to be cautious about... and those sandwiches did look good. She didn’t get a chance to order anything while getting her morning coffee because of the incident, so she admitted to feeling hungry...