INTP x ENTJ (p2)

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Kiara found herself gliding her eyes on the man's tie as he adjusted it while eyeing his long, narrow shoes. Through his sharp tosses in discomfort, she kept glancing at the name “Blaine Phillips”, over and over. The name etched on the deep green chalk board embedded in the depths of her brain. She could pristinely imagine his handwriting, he would write his name there with bold letters, his angled brows would raise as soon as a student asked a question, Kiara had no doubt she would be working with this red faced man, he would fire up any moment. This guy is horrible with children, how could he teach at a school? Kiara chortled delightfully, but only in her mind. This was going to be a long ride even after she set foot off the steamy train.

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