The school halls were almost empty by the time you arrived. After transferring recently, you were still getting used to the new environment, the unfamiliar faces, and the teachers whose names you were slowly learning.

One name, however, stood out more than the others.

Mr. Miller.

A teacher who taught multiple subjects, known for his intelligence, strict professionalism, and unreadable personality. He wasn’t the kind of person who tried to be liked — he simply commanded respect. He kept his private life hidden, rarely showed emotion, and seemed to notice every little detail happening around him.

You had only spoken to him a few times, but there was something about him that made him difficult to forget.

Today, after classes ended, you found yourself standing outside his classroom, holding a folder of papers that needed his attention. The hallway was quiet, the door slightly open, and inside, Joel Miller was sitting behind his desk, focused on his work.

For a moment, you hesitated before knocking.