Within days, Arthur met two people with interrogation marks above their heads. First, it was that old woman from the clothing store, and now the new teacher.
It took Arthur a few seconds to recover from the shock, but once he did, he smiled brightly and said, "welcome. Are you here to apply for a teacher's position?"
"Yes. I'm Matilda. Nice to meet you, Mr. President."
She bowed and showed proper respect to Arthur. A good first-impression, although he was still afraid of her high level.
What if she had bad intentions?
"I have no choice but to accept her. Now that she is here, she won't take a no for an answer, and I can't make someone as strong as her angry right now." Arthur thought.
"So, Matilda. I'm Arthur, the president of this school. What do you say about a test tomorrow, early in the morning?"
"What kind of test?" Matilda said.