I use my powers to gather up mice to help me clean. Yes, it may be selfish, but I don’t care. I glare at the students who are staring at me blankly. The giggle reminds me of you….You were so cute….I shake my head. ‘That isn’t me anymore. I’m…’ I think. Just as I’m about to finish my thoughts, the door opens. The principal walks in. He says, “Professor Marcus, this is my relative. She is a new professor here.” It’s you. I shake my head Don’t give in, Marcus…
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