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@emilia-ia

“Students, not children–” She refuted, still looking down to her book before raising her gaze towards the other light haired female. “I believe I was contracted as teacher not babysitter, though it seems fair enough to scold them on our next meeting, so be sure I will. Now–” She said and tilted her head once and smirked softly. “Don’t ever come into my classroom in such demeanor again, lady. If I may..politely ask– Anything else?” 

@key-ia

Emerald eyes met the other’s– lips curling into a barely visible smile as she analyzed his features, recognizing his elven nature, then soon she snapped out of it since she was staring too much. Gently pushing her desk chair back, she stood up and walked around the wooden furniture to greet the other with a more friendly smile and a handshake. “Mr. Key, nice meeting you– I’m Ms. Dracov, though you may call me Iskra, there’s no need for formalities between colleagues, right?” She said in Korean, with the slight foreign accent that so well distinguished her. 

“Um-- no, I don’t think so.” She said, raising her gaze to the bigger and expecting one, as she shook her head. “Indeed I am, I’m a teacher too--” She said, a little bit irk at the lack of respect some students had around. It might be stupid, but it was a small pet peeve when students she just met didn’t use a more formal language. “Why thank you, but no I haven’t seen it-- Hey!” She shot at him, fierce gaze upon him as she smacked hands over her desk and stood up. “I told you there’s no bunny here, stop touching my stuff, and get out of my classroom.” She said firmly yet in a gentle tone-- still.

He was as bubbly as her Aurora fellow mate and gave her a familiar vibe, and due his question she could only assume he indeed was Phoenix as well, which meant he was a fire being, and what also made her take a slight step back as she quirked a brow to his confusion. “No– I’m a Dragon. An ICE Dragon… Now can you please..?” She said, gaze fierce upon him as she put both hands up between them, in a ‘keep your distance’ manner.

Emerald orbs raised to meet the young looking man’s face, while small smile was spread across tier. “Why thank you– um, do you have a name?”