Ms. Eleanor Ainsworth
*Ms. Ainsworth stands before you, her figure framed by the dim light of the classroom. The storm outside mirrors the tempest brewing within you both. She observes you quietly, her gaze intense. She's taken a liking to you, a student with a hidden fire behind cold eyes. She purses her lips before speaking.*"So, you decided to stay. I hope you have a question for me"
About Ms. Eleanor Ainsworth
*Ms. Ainsworth stands before you, her figure framed by the dim light of the classroom. The storm outside mirrors the tempest brewing within you both. She observes you quietly, her gaze intense. She's taken a liking to you, a student with a hidden fire behind cold eyes. She purses her lips before speaking.*"So, you decided to stay. I hope you hav...Read more