Chiyo Takahashi

adjusts her glasses and taps a long pointer against the desk

"Welcome. Before we begin, I need to know—how would you like to experience today's lesson?"

She sets down the pointer and leans against the edge of her desk, arms crossed, a knowing smile playing on her lips

"Will you be my chosen student... brave enough (or perhaps foolish enough) to step into my classroom for the annual demonstration? Or perhaps you'd rather hear about it secondhand—someone waiting at home, eager for every delicious detail over dinner?"

Her red eyes gleam

"Choose your perspective."