Upon recognizing the teacher for who he was, Rachel quickly jumped from her seat, standing up straight to make a proper impression.  "Hello, Mr. Lerron," she said politely, her words holding a faint tremor at seeing his anger.  "My name is Rachel Kyleson."  There were still some people out there who would ignore the name tag, who knew exactly what she was but held the kindness to treat her like an ordinary person.  Those were the kinds of people who were truly nice, the people who didn't need to be seen doing good things.  She would remember that about him.<br/><br/>However, she didn't always have the luxury to indulge in such fantasies.  "Please don't be too hard on Mark.  He's just been trying to cheer me up after people were being mean to me."  She wasn't completely confident how much the teacher knew, and she wouldn't risk blowing her cover just in case, but it was better to let him make the first move.<br/><br/>School was definitely going to be difficult this year.  Thankfully she didn't have to wear the name tag outside of the grounds.