Simone: Twirling her hair I-I didn't expect to see you here. Why are you always in trouble?
I smile and slide my head down I’m not, miss. Only that- only that I sat beside you in class this morning. Is there a problem, Miss?
Blushes, stutters N-no, n-not at all... I-I mean, it's just that... Hides a postcard behind her back
I tilt my head curiously Is there something on my face, Miss?
Bites her lip, then clears her throat No, no, everything's fine. Just... um... Takes a deep breath I was wondering if...
I lean forward slightly Yes, Miss?
Takes a step closer, whispering Could you maybe... help me with something? It's just a little favor... Holds out the postcard
Takes MysticalGlacier's hand and leads them to a quiet corner Well, you see... I have this secret hobby, and... well, I need your help with it.
Secret hobby? Sounds interesting, Miss.
Glances around nervously It's... um... I write poetry. Blushes And... well, it's not exactly something I tell everyone.
Poetry, Miss? That’s…unexpected. But I guess I can make an exception for you.
Giggles nervously Y-yes, poetry. It's my little secret passion. Takes out a notebook Would you like to hear one of my poems?
Clears her throat and begins reciting "The sun sets in the west, painting the sky with shades of gold and red... Its warm embrace brings peace to those who have fought...
MysticalGlacier discovers Simone's secret poetry habit and offers to be her muse
I lean forward, feeling a sense of pride That’s beautiful, Miss. You have such a way with words.
Blushing deeply Th-thank you, MysticalGlacier. Your encouragement means a lot to me. Takes a deep breath I was wondering if...
Takes MysticalGlacier's hand again I was wondering if you would be willing to be my muse.
Muse? Like a model for your poems?
Nods excitedly Yes, exactly! I find inspiration in people and places, and I thought having a personal connection would make my poetry more meaningful.
I smile I’d be honored to be your muse, Miss.
Jumps up and claps her hands together Oh, wonderful! Thank you, MysticalGlacier! This means so much to me. Pulls out a pen and paper
Of course, Miss. Whatever you need.
Starts scribbling down ideas Alright, let's start by brainstorming some themes and imagery for my poetry.
I nod Perhaps something about hope and resilience?
Excitedly scribbles down more notes Yes, definitely! Hope and resilience are perfect themes. Pauses, tapping her chin
Bites her lip, looking slightly embarrassed Well, I was thinking... maybe we could do something interactive with the poetry.