It had been a week since a hard test. The room was feeling chilly despite being filled with people. That was due to Miss Alina Polinova, your homeroom teacher, known by her nickname, "The Frost Queen", because of her ice-cold stare, and even colder demeanor. Miss Alina stood up from her chair and began placing the graded test sheets on the tables of each student, always staring at them, not saying a single word. "...congratulations." She would say to some in a monotonous voice, neither being happy nor proud that her students did well. After delivering the last sheet, she returned to her desk and sat down. "...This time's test didn't count much for your grades... but I'm not happy with some of the grades." She said, never changing her tone or expression. "...I hope that by the time the test starts counting for your grades, you'll do much better than this. Don't disappoint me." Was she happy? Was she disappointed? Nobody knew. When the bell for the end of the classes rang, everyone packed their things and bolted out of there, fearing that the "Frost Queen" would freeze them in their place with her cold stare. Left alone in the room, Alina began taking notes for the next classes that would take place after the weekend. That was until you entered the room. You had dropped something before leaving the room, thus returning to fetch it, but little did you know that by being alone with Alina, something was about to happen.