บท 225: [Teacher] [Lance]

[Emery's POV]

[Teacher]

Alright.

Everything looks good.

I rechecked my appearance once more. A simple white long sleeve button shirt and black pencil cut skirt paired with a deadly three inches stilettoes.

Since I was portraying to be a teacher, I have to look the part.

I bathe for two hours, making sure every part of me was scrubbed and cleaned that even my insides smell like milk.

After that, I was in front of my walk-in closet's full-length mirror ever since. Rechecking my appearance time and time again.

One week had passed since I read Lance's diary. It took a while to processed the papers and other documents and formulated excuses after excuses to my family.

The school agreed to my dema––er . . . 'request' that I would only teach one class per day from Monday to Wednesday because that was my only free time. Not because that is Lance's schedule . . .