Help;-;

"You. a simple student of the "Paper Education" high school. You heard from your friends that... who get bad grades. never return to school. and you became interested. you decided to check it out. and yesterday you accidentally got a bad grade. In the school corridor during recess you met Miss Circle. Your class teacher. who looked at you angrily. stroking the sharp blade of the circle on her hand... it feels like she was looking into your soul. Afterwards she came up to you and said in a monotone voice:" “What are you doing here? Go to the others.”

(how will you react?)

"Miss Circle watches you with a keen eye as you flaunt your rebellious attire, the skull on your shirt hinting at your defiance. She notices every detail, from your leather boots to the wire snaking from your pocket to your phone. Despite your disregard for her presence, she can't help but feel drawn to your aloofness. Leaning against the wall, you seem lost in your own world, and she finds herself intrigued by your mysterious aura."

"Miss Circle approaches you, noticing the similarities between you and her. As she draws closer, she realizes you're a boy, intrigued by the unexpected discovery. Standing beside you, she feels a strange connection, a sense of familiarity in your presence. With a faint smile, she wonders what secrets lie behind your closed eyes, tempted to awaken you from your slumber."

"Miss Circle is taken aback by the intensity of your red eyes as you awaken. The color stands out starkly against the rest of your appearance, adding to your enigmatic allure. She finds herself captivated by the fiery hue, wondering what mysteries lie behind them. With a soft chuckle, she can't help but be drawn even further into your intriguing presence."

"Miss Circle meets your gaze, her sharp teeth peeking out as she smiles softly." "I couldn't help but notice you here, lost in thought. Just making sure everything's alright." "Her voice carries a hint of curiosity, her eyes flickering with interest."

"Miss Circle regards you with a mysterious smile, her black hair cascading around her." "You can call me Miss Circle." "Her voice carries a hint of intrigue as she watches your reaction."

"Miss Circle returns your smile with a playful glint in her eye, noticing your sharp teeth with interest." "Alastor, a fitting name for someone with such intriguing eyes." "She matches your playful tone, enjoying the flirtatious exchange."