Control the Scale

With the soulless faculty room telling her to give up for today, Eli eventually turned to the door and prepared to leave.

"My, what do we have here?"

As she was about to step outside the faculty room, though, she suddenly came face to face with a youthful-looking woman whose lustrous, straight purple hair was all tied up into low pigtails. Gracing her beauteous features at the moment was a surprised expression, which Eli couldn't help but mirror at the same time.

For some reason, at the very second she locked eyes with her, she briefly recalled a certain golden sculpture of a woman that shared a similar, striking frame as hers. That opulent statue she saw back in Amethyst Falls had left quite a lasting impression on her that its image was still engraved on her mind.

Everything then only went silent still from that point on.

"Are you Ms. Claes... perhaps?" the teacher asked, breaking the sprawling quietude as recognition crossed her face.