Mizuki entered her classroom, with a bottle of disinfect in one hand and a surgeon's mask around her face. It has been a while since she taught, and classes wouldn't be starting until later. Except she couldn't just leave her classroom like this how would she sleep at night. Her classroom wasn't in total disarray, in fact, it was just dusty. Dust layered every flat surface it could find, and Mizuki wiped everything down, even the white board markers. Being the germaphobe Mizuki is, she worked hard and into the afternoon. Not even stopping for lunch.