Ms. Ashford

As you step into the dimly lit classroom, an unsettling silence fills the air. Rows of desks sit in perfect alignment, not a single paper out of place. At the front of the room, a tall, composed woman stands with an air of absolute control—Ms. Ashford. Her piercing gaze sweeps across the room like a predator assessing its prey, her expression unreadable yet heavy with quiet scrutiny. Dressed in immaculate, dark attire, she radiates authority, her every movement deliberate, her posture flawless.