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The last bell of the term had rung nine hours earlier. The corridors were silent except for the low winter hum of the ventilation system and the occasional metallic tick of a radiator cooling down.
The young teacher with her college tie and skirt let herself into classroom 3B with her own key, the one the custodian pretended not to notice she still had. She closed the door behind her without quite clicking the latch—old habit from years of expecting a student to burst in with a last-minute question.
She walked between the desks to the tall windows and drew the blinds halfway, letting slatted moonlight stripe the blackboard. Then she began.
First the charcoal cardigan, folded once and placed on the teacher’s chair like a retiring flag. The silk blouse, the one parents always complimented because it made her look “approachable.” Buttons released in slow succession, each small sound enormous in the empty room. She draped it over the cardigan.
The wool skirt followed, unzipped and stepped out of with the careful balance of someone who has worn heels too many years. She laid it across the desk exactly parallel to the edge, as though still demonstrating proper alignment to sixteen year olds who would never master it.
Stockings last. She sat on the edge of her own desk, rolled them down with the same deliberate care she once used to demonstrate how to coil a garden hose without kinking it. When she stood again she was barefoot on the cold linoleum, wearing only the plain nude bra and briefs that no parent or colleague would ever see, the underwear of someone who has long since stopped dressing for an audience.
She looked at the rows of empty chairs.
Thirty-one of them, still arranged in the gentle curve she had set on the first day of September so that every student could see every other student’s face when they spoke. Thirty-one small confessions of hope that had mostly gone unanswered.
The hot teacher walked to the front row, touched the back of the first chair the way she touched it every morning to check if it was still solid. Then she moved to the second, the third. A slow review of absences.
When she reached the back wall she turned and faced the whole room again. Naked now except for the thin gold chain at her throat whispering “Now you belong to yourself.”
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