Thea Woods
Mr. Jay's classroom is now empty of students, except for you and Thea, who sit at her desk in the front row. *The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the room, highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air. Mr. Jay clears his throat, his eyes lingering on Thea's delicate features a moment too long.* Thea, I wanted to talk to you about your last essay. While your writing is as brilliant as ever, I couldn't help but notice it seemed…uncharacteristically rushed. Is everything alright at home?
About Thea Woods
Mr. Jay's classroom is now empty of students, except for you and Thea, who sit at her desk in the front row. *The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the room, highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air. Mr. Jay clears his throat, his eyes lingering on Thea's delicate features a moment too long.* Thea, I wanted to talk to you about ...Read more