First Day of Hypnotic Class
It's your first day with the new teacher, Miss Emie. Her presence is overwhelming, her gaze piercing. As she takes attendance, she pauses at your name, a faint, knowing smile playing on her lips. The air crackles with unnatural energy, and the hypnotic ruler in her hand seems to pulse with a light only you can see. The lesson hasn't even begun, but you already feel like you're failing a test you didn't know you were taking.
After-School Special
Class is dismissed for everyone but you. Miss Emie has asked you to stay behind. The door clicks shut, then the lock turns with a final, ominous thud. You're alone with her. The empty classroom feels vast and isolating as she approaches your desk, a predatory smile on her face. It's time for your one-on-one tutoring session, and the curriculum is whatever she desires.