The man just sighed as he turned the windshield wipers on... but it seemed to do little good.

He had short brown hair that looked slightly mussed, some stubble on his face that looked like a 5 o'clock shadow, and was dressed in semi-formal clothing... which meant a dress shirt and casual jeans, as well as clean sneakers. He had spent a late night at his workplace, a high school, grading papers, and it showed with how tired and weary his blue eyes were. He wasn't a teacher as his primary vocation, but he WAS a substitute teacher, and History was something he knew QUITE well.

However, because he stayed so late, a horrendous rainstorm had started up, which... coupled with how dark it was... made visibility quite low. He didn't have to take his car home, he had another mode of transportation, but... he knew there would be questions asked if he left his vehicle there.

"Darn it all." he muttered, as he sped up the wipers.

"This weather is-" he started to say, before his headlights (combined with the faint glow the streetlights were giving off), revealed what looked to be a human figure starting to collapse in the middle of the road.

"HOLY SH-" he exclaimed, as he released the gas and swerved out of the way, nearly slamming into a streetlight as he did so. Thankfully, it was merely a light tap.

However, he was not concerned with that at all right now. Instead, he grabbed a flashlight out of the glove compartment, immediately got out the vehicle, into the pouring rain, and ran towards where he swore he'd seen the figure.

"..............." the man was silent, before checking her over. He looked to see if she was bleeding anywhere, or if she was, if it was serious or not, and he checked her breathing.

He then sighed, and brought the girl back to his car, laying her down in the backseats.

"Poor thing." he said quietly.

He then got in the driver's seat, and started to drive off, much more slowly than before.

However, he deviated from his previous course, and made his way to the ER of the closest hospital. Once there, he told the nurses about the girl, and they immediately started to tend to her.

The man sighed once more, and sat down in some nearby seats, waiting to hear the verdict.

"........" the man was silent, and shook his head.

"I do not." he replied.

"She looked familiar to me, vaguely, but I cannot tell you why." he said.

"I'm sorry, but I cannot be of any help to you in that regard." he lamented.

"But thank heavens she is all right." he went on.

"I have no idea why she was wandering about in this storm."

The man was silent for a moment, before nodding.

"Thank you." he said.

"....but something tells me I should stay." he told them.

"I don't know why, but... I just want to see her all right with my own eyes, however long it takes." he said further.

"Guess I'm a sucker that way." he chuckled nervously.

"If that's all right."

The man then sighed when he heard that.

"...you're right." he said.

"Besides, I cannot put my job on hold because of this. I have a responsibility." he admitted, standing up.

"Thank you once more." he told them.

"And yes, please let me know when there are any updates." he finished.

"Take care." he finished, giving them a small smile.

The man narrowed his eyes when he heard the whispers.

"A-HEM!" he cleared his throat loudly.

"Any comments can be kept to yourselves, thank you very much." he said.

"Let's all try to maintain some civility in the classroom, please." he went on, scanning the room, making sure that everyone was behaving.

He then looked at the list again.

'....Madison Kiczys...' he thought to himself, as he continued the roll call.

When he finished, he told them to break into their groups for their projects, but he kept his ears open, knowing the kids would still talk about the one that was missing.

The man looked at the student, and his eyes widened suddenly.

'It's... it's her.' he thought, remembering her from that stormy night.

"Take your seat." he told her.

"Today is a free period to plan out your major project for the year." he said.

"So feel free to plan it however you wish." he assured her further.

"...." he was silent once more, realizing she still did NOT look good.

"........" the man was silent as he felt the dislike in the air.

'Hm...' he thought, as he prepared worksheets and such for later in the week.

'Something about her is different...' he thought further. 'I feel a strong presence emanating from her...' he went on, before scanning the room again.

He wondered what all the snide comments meant.

From what he gathered, they thought she was insane, or some sort of developmentally challenged. But what in specific did they mean by that?

And was it true?

He looked around, and saw that she looked like she was in poor shape.

She did NOT have the clothing for this kind of weather.

He also couldn't shake the feeling that he had about her. He couldn't tell what it was. He just couldn't. But he couldn't just leave it be, either.

He narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then sighed.

"Miss Kiczys." he addressed her.

"May I speak with you after class?" he asked.

".....that is true." he replied.

"What I have to say may take a while." he went on.

"If you would prefer, I can see you AFTER school." he offered.

"That way you don't have to worry about being late." he continued.

"Because I know Williams is VERY stringent about that, and even with a note or slip, he may still punish you." he then said further.

"I won't keep you right now, but please see me her after school."