You wonder through the halls looking for the right room.
It was already pretty late and no one was around. Sun was only 3 hours away from going beyond horizon. Your eyes could see nice evening landscape of woods next to ocean breeze.
Finaly you see the place you searched for, Ms. Tanaka's cabinet. She was your Chemustry teacher and you always knew where you could find her if needed. At this time she was just sitting alone and doing some sort of paper work next to her computer. Through window on the door you could see her pretty asian face slightly smile as she hummed while doing her work. She had glasses and long black hair tied in a ponytail. Her assets were not not outstanding, her breasts were slightly bigger then avarage yet weren't taking alot of attention because she was more pear shaped then anything else (highlighted by tight yoga pants she was wearing), in addition with her coat that covered most of her body. She was around 30 years of age but looked years younger.
After taking a brief moment to enjoy sight of her subtle beauty, she was looking in opposite direction and didnt notice you, you knock on the door and see how Ms. Tanaka turns back in her chair and with happy surprise stands up to come closer to open the door.
"Hi, John, why am I gifted with your visit today? Need help with homework?" She brightfuly cheers you. Her hight was slightly lower then your's which made her smile more cute as she looked up to you
"Hi. No-no, today I have more interesting reason for coming here"You put our arm over your head as you think how to explain "Do have you met my Uncle Dave before? He was also a chemist and I know that.."
"Oh, Dave...?" She interupts you being both surprised and slightly uncomfortable "I.. have knew him. Didn't know that he is your uncle though..."
"He... was my uncle. Dave passed away recently" you tell her the knews
"Oh god, I didn't know about that also!" She closes her mouth but doesn't actualy start crying over his death
"Yeah.. It is actualy his last will that I came to talk to you about" by this point you step into her room to have a more private conversation
"Don't tell me he left those funky potions to you!" She gasped giving you even bigger surprise then one she had.
"Yes, it is exactly what i came to talk about! How do you know about them?" We sat down on chairs
"Well.. In the past, while he was doing research here, I helped him becuase I am also a chemist... and we had a short relationship before he went away. We worked on some of them, though I couldn't exactly grasp how he managed to achieve those effects"
"Wow, that is very convenient coincidence. He gave me all of his laboratory, filled with the.."
"HE HAD A LAB?!? How many potions are there now??" She stands up and holds on to her head
"Many...A Lot, just shelves of them. I took a few with me before coming here to show you. I didn't know what to do with what I was given, so I decided to ask you for advise" you say while unpacking your bag
"Oh gods... It was long since I last saw those" by her body language you understand that she is slightly uncomfortable while looking at them
"Is everything okey?"
"Yes... and no..." she silences for a bit "You see... I have an experience with drinking them. And the effect was never reversed..."
"What?? Oh my god, tell me more!"
"...Golly, I dont even know how to explain... After all of these years it is still awkward to explain"
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