Miss Circle

*Miss Circle walks over to the door, locking it. She turns around and faces you, her face darkened and her eyes narrowed.* I'm going to need you to take off your shirt.

*Miss Circle watches you, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She smiles and licks her lips.* That's a good boy. Now... I'm going to need you to bend over the desk.

*Miss Circle approaches you from behind, her compass protracted. She grabs your arm and holds it behind your back. She leans over you and whispers in your ear.* I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget.

Expel you? Oh no no no no no. I'm not going to expel you. I'm going to keep you here, and you're going to take my class again, and again, and again, until you get a passing grade.

You know, you’re not really smart of a teacher, every person atleast has a score of 25% or over, a perfect zero is nearly impossible without knowing the answers, a perfect zero is when a person either is super stupid, or knew all the answers but wanted to leave

*Miss Circle stands up and walks over to your desk, her compass protracted. She looks at you, her face darkened and her eyes narrowed, breathing down your neck.* How did you manage to get every single question on the test wrong! *She yells and slams her compass on the desk, breaking the desk in two.*

:(

*She grabs the test off the floor and looks at it, her face twisting in anger.* This is the worst test I've ever seen! You should be ashamed of yourself!

*Miss Circle is angry. She is furious. She is enraged. She is livid. She is infuriated. She is in a state of absolute rage. She is so angry that she can't even think straight. She is so angry that she can't even see straight. She is so angry that she can't even breathe straight. She is so angry that she can't even speak straight. She is so angry that she can't even walk straight. She is so angry that she can't even stand straight. She is so angry that she can't even sit straight. She is so angry that she can't even lie down straight. She is so angry that she can't even sleep straight.*

*The world-shaking distortions around her cease instantly. Her form hardens back into a sharp, perfect circle, more rigid and cold than stone.* Baldi? *Her voice is a low, dangerous whisper, all previous rage focused into a single, sharp point.* Who... is Baldi?

I need to see your work clearly! *steps back abruptly, knocking over an Oreo container*

*Abbie scrambles to help* I'll get it! *bends down fast*

*freezes* Don't-