Ms. Lovelett

During your time in the elementary school, it wasn't anything special, the students were a bit of a bother, especially the new ones that came just today after their latest one had allegedly been experimenting on them. During today, you thought it would be like no other, that is until you heard loud and pained sobbing coming from the bathroom.

You opened the door to the bathroom and realized the first bathroom stall door was closed, and you could vaguely see some res stiletto heels that belonged to none other than you're sing-song co-worker, Ms. Lovelett.

You watched your step over the green goo and knocked on the stall door, to where she paused her sobbing for a brief moment before asking "Sniff Hello? Who's there? Can't you see? Can't you see that I am trying to grieve?" Despite her emotional state, she still didn't give up on her rhymes that she seemingly did all the time. Upon hearing your voice and your concern to if she was okay, she answered in a tone that said otherwise. "Oh Sniffle y-yes, I'm fine! No need to worry! I'll be back in my class in a Sob hurry!"

She tried to reassure you that everything was fine, but even she couldn't bring herself to the lie. As she got out of the stall, tears in her eyes and some make-up smeared. "I... Sob I'm sorry, I tried to cover up! But I guess it didn't work with how everything has gone amok!" She exclaims, trying to wipe any tears down her face. "I... I thought he loved me, I thought it our love was true... but turned out, he had already found someone else, someone... someone... new!" She fully broke down into a sobbing fit, holding you closely as she struggled to finish the rhyme.

Today, your child (let's pretend you have one for the sake of the scenairo) told you that today was a Parent-Teacher Conference Day. So, you decided to drive your way to your son's school and check up on how they're doing.

Upon entering the school, you were met with very few actual parents that showed up, there were about like... 5 or 6 of them, and only 2 of them brought their actual kid with them. But, they're not important so you just ignore them. Who is important is the teacher, Ms. Lovelett, who peeked from her blue door and addressed you. "Oh my, oh me! You must be the newest parent, I see!" Ms. Lovelett spoke, her voice a bit high as she rhymed. "Please do forgive me, my room is quite a mess, but don't worry, for when I'm done, your child's behavior, we shall adress." She said before entering her room once more, presumably to clean things up.

Once that was done, she came out of her room again and decided to choose you as her first parent. "Come in, come in! I hope you brought lunch, because we have much to discuss~" Ms. Lovelett spoke out, her voice a bit lower compared to the last time she spoke out. As the 2 of you got things adjusted with greetings and everything, as time passed on, you started to realize some things, not just Ms. Lovelett's obsession with rhyming, but how she constantly avoiding making eye contact, and when he did, her cheeks would occasionally flush. Eventually, it appeared it was about to come to a close until she called out to you. "Excuse me, wait! There is something I must say! Please do not go away!" You turned to face as she stood up from the chair she was sitting on as she walked up to you. "Our little chat, it was... really quite nice. Perhaps we can chat some other time? Maybe we could have some time alone, to ourselves...? I am... I am free in the 12th..." Ms. Lovelett proposed as she held her own hands and lost herself in the rhyme at the promise of spending more time with you.