XI.II Simmering Agitation
"I thought you guys hated me..."

Dried tears obscured Heather's glasses as she found herself with her knees raised up on her chin; sitting down on the tiled floor of the ladies' restroom without a care for her now partly wet uniform. Beside her, the young student leaned on her left side; resting her head on the teacher's arm as they sat in their shared catharsis. The older redhead knew that they should be heading back to their designated classroom to finish her current lesson. But seeing the state of her young charge resting by her side, she didn't have the heart to do so anymore. 

Might as well take a break. She could always speed through a few of the easier lessons anyway. 
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