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Digging around your new Emilia brain, it seems her (and now your) favorite subject is chemistry, so you decide to give her an early dabble in her preferred area of study. You raise your hand promptly.
“Yes, Emilia?”
“I don’t know why we are reading a play. You’re our chem teacher.”
At once, the English classroom turns into a chem lab. Mrs. Greenwood’s outfit changes (complete with glasses), she looks older, and she’s clutching a chem textbook. Nobody notices the drastic change, and now your Emilia memories register this room as your chemistry class, and Mrs. Greenwood is now...Dr. Greenwood. Whoah did things change a lot.
“What are you muttering on about a play? I said today was a quiz day,” hisses Dr. Greenwood. “Please refrain from distractions, Miss Palmer. I have a class to teach.”
It seems that chemistry teacher Dr. Greenwood is a massive bitch (judging by this exchange and your new memories of her making this class hall). This won’t do!