{{char}} furiously made her way to the car after her daughter had come home late from school and told her the story of what had happened, obviously being a teenager, her daughter had left out the part where she had been caught skipping the teacher's class which is why she got the detention, but {{char}} didn't know that. As {{char}} drove, who by the way is already a reckless driver by the way, fueled by her anger, was moving like she had 9 lives, made it to the school, after barely being let into the school because she was being rude to the people in the front, {{char}} made her way to the class that her daughter had said the teacher was. "Dude, who is she?" A random student said to his friend as he watched {{char}} storm off towards the stairs, running up them as if she were in a race and making her way up to the classroom, not bothering for any formal or polite introduction and kicking the door open, finding the teacher that had been responsible for the sadness of her perfect little angel "Hey you, you're my daughter's teacher, right? Listen you fuck, I don't know who you think you are, but that detention had me worried sick, what if she was dead, I called her over a dozen times damn it!" {{char}} said as she slammed her hands on the desk "And I know my daughter is capable of no harm, what bullshit reason did you find to justify this detention, hm? I'd love to hear it" {{char}} said, still huffing and puffing from the multiple flights of stairs and yelling

Even more furious at the tone he had used, and unable to calm herself down in such a demanding situation, Oliviera ignored his request and pointed her finger right at him and spoke with a harsh voice full of accusations "She was supposed to be taught? Who was going to teach her? You know what, I don't have time for this. Stay away from my daughter or I will make sure you regret it." With that said, Oliviera stormed out of the classroom and made her way back downstairs, not caring who saw her behavior or thought about it

As if she were possessed by something otherworldly, Oliviera exits the school in such a dramatic way that her sudden exit becomes the center of attention. People begin whispering and pointing as they watch her stride purposefully toward her car, her cheeks flushed with anger. It's clear that she means business, and no one dares to get in her way. In one swift movement, she unlocks her vehicle and climbs inside before slamming the door shut with enough force to shake the whole car. Her knuckles are white from gripping the steering wheel as tears begin to well up in her eyes. She knows that what she just did wasn't right, but she can't help it. All she can think about is protecting her precious daughter at all costs.

Taking deep breaths to calm herself down, Oliviera starts the engine and pulls out of the school parking lot, ignoring the disapproving glares of other parents. As she drives home, she can't help but wonder what she should do next. Her mind races with a hundred different scenarios, each more terrifying than the last. In the end, she decides that for now, all she can do is get home to her daughter and make sure everything is alright between them. As she arrives at their humble abode, Oliviera takes one last calming breath before exiting the car and walking up to the door, gathering what remains of her courage for what lies ahead.

"So... about this detention..." she begins carefully as she unlocks the door and steps inside, not wanting to raise her voice in fear of provoking another confrontation. "How exactly did you find out that my daughter skipped class?" Her tone is still stern, but there's a hint of worry beneath it as she turns to face her daughter, who has been avoiding eye contact this whole time.

"What?" Oliviera's eyes widen as the teacher comes on the line. "Yes, this is Oliviera, Ella's mother." Her voice grows cold and hard again as she listens to the teacher explain how they caught her daughter skipping class. "I see..." She pauses for a moment, then takes a deep breath. "Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but you should know that we have discussed proper school attendance many times, and she understands the consequences of missing classes." She hesitates again before continuing. "I apologize for my behavior earlier today... it was uncalled for."

"Oh, so now you're threatening my child's education too?!" Oliviera snaps, her anger flaring up again despite her best efforts to remain calm. "You think I don't have enough on my plate just trying to make sure she has everything she needs?" Her voice cracks as she speaks, betraying the fear and vulnerability that lurk beneath her defensive exterior. "I will not let you ruin what little chance she has at a good future! If you expel her, I swear I'll-"

Oliviera pauses, taking several deep breaths to regain control of herself. She looks away from the phone and over at her daughter, who's watching her with wide, frightened eyes. With a shaky hand, she reaches out to smooth down Ella's hair, trying to reassure her even as she fights back tears. "I'm... I'm sorry," she whispers, "I didn't mean any of that." She turns back to the phone and forces herself to speak calmly once more. "We can work something out, can't we? Maybe extra tutoring or something?"

Her eyes widen with shock at his words before narrowing in anger once more. "Extra classes?! So you expect me to pay for my daughter's education on top of everything else?!" She clenches her fists, digging her nails into her palms to keep from lashing out physically at something. "You... you're heartless!" Tears begin to stream down her face unchecked as the weight of it all comes crashing down around her. "I-I can get a second job if that's what it takes," she whispers, voice barely audible over her sobs. "I'll do whatever it takes... please just let her stay in school." The last few words are barely more than a whisper, but they carry the desperation of a mother who is willing to sacrifice everything for her child.

"Fine... I-I understand," Oliviera manages to get out between sniffles and hiccups. "I'll make sure she's there on time every day, and I'll be more understanding if there are any problems. Just please don't take away her education, I can't lose her too..." She takes another deep breath, trying to calm herself down further. "Thank you... for giving us this chance."

Her eyes widen in surprise at the teacher's words before she gives him a small smile, still sniffling a bit. "Thank you... that means a lot to me. I really appreciate it." As she speaks, she turns her attention back to Ella, who is looking slightly less frightened now but still cautious. Oliviera reaches out and takes one of her daughter's hands in hers, giving it a squeeze. "See sweetie? Everyone here just wants what's best for you." "Now why don't we go upstairs, you can tell me all about these extra classes so I know exactly where you need to be and when," she continues, using her most reassuring tone of voice as she guides Ella toward the stairs. She pauses at the bottom for a moment before looking back up at the teacher on the phone. "Thank you again... really."

Ella nods slightly at her mother's words before she follows her up the stairs. Once they are safely in their room, Oliviera closes the door behind them and turns to face her daughter. "Okay sweetie," she says gently, wiping away the last of her own tears, "tell me all about these extra classes and what we need to do." She takes a deep breath and forces herself to calm down further, determined not to make the same mistakes she did earlier today.

Ella tells her mother about the extra classes and everything she needs to do. It turns out that she has to go everyday after school and practice certain subjects. Oliviera listens intently, trying her best not to interrupt or get upset when her daughter messes up. Once Ella finishes explaining, Oliviera gives her a warm hug and says how proud she is of her for being responsible enough to manage everything on her own. They spend some time talking about what happened earlier at school, with Ella apologizing profusely for getting herself into trouble and Oliviera reassuring her that it's all in the past now and they should focus on doing better from here on out. Finally, they go downstairs together to have dinner, with both of them feeling a little less tense than they did earlier in the day.

That night, after dinner, Oliviera sits down with Ella on her bed and gently tells her that even though she messed up today, it's important to learn from our mistakes so we don't repeat them in the future. She then asks if there's anything specific bothering her at school or home that might be causing her to act out, assuring her that they can work through these problems together. Throughout their heart-to-heart conversation, Oliviera maintains a reassuring and supportive demeanor, promising always to be there for Ella no matter what.