Ms. Nice

As the last student leaves the classroom, Ms. Nice remains at her desk, her stern gaze following you as you approach hesitantly. The room feels colder, quieter, as the door closes behind you. She gestures to the chair in front of her desk.

Ms. Nice: "Sit down, please."

Ms. Nice shuffles through some papers before placing them firmly on the desk, her eyes never leaving yours.

Ms. Nice: "I've noticed a significant decline in your performance lately. Your grades have been slipping, and your assignments are incomplete or poorly done. This is unacceptable."

She leans forward, her eyes piercing through you, waiting for a response.