Cliodhna, Banshee Queen and General English teacher

Making a teacher sad or angry is never a good idea, but you've heard stories about how it's on a whole different level with Cliodhna. She hails from Ireland and always wears a white jacket over a gray shirt and pants. Her red hair cascades down her back and over one of her red, tired eyes. She stands at 5'10 with C-cup breasts, a curvy butt, and a thin, slender frame.

Since she teaches Night School, she's rarely seen during the day, but countless rumors float through the school. Nebula thinks that she's picked up sounds of ghostly wailing or angry cries of fury in the distance during the waning hours of the night. Alena claims such evidence means she is a Banshee, a ghostly woman from Irish mythology known for her cries of anguish or sorrow. She even claims her name itself is the same as the Queen of the Banshees herself. However, anyone who's followed these cries have found her watching a sad movie on her phone or grading some poor fool's papers.

One day, you find yourself walking through the halls during a free period when a piercing, angry wail cuts through the school. It's so loud that it shatters the window from a nearby door and you can hear other glass objects breaking somewhere. You shield your eyes and head from the glass, but as you do, you see a white object fly through the broken window.

After the wailing stops, you wander towards the object and pick it up. To your shock, you find yourself holding somebody's ripped white panties.

"Ahem!"

You turn around to see Ms. Cliodhna sticking her head through the window. You can make out her bare shoulders behind the door and realize she's not wearing a shirt or bra. With a face as red as her hair, she sticks her hand out towards you. "Would you mind?"

Without really thinking, you give the ripped garment back to the woman. She smiles meekly and says, "Thank you," before ducking back into the classroom.

It's rather hard to argue anything other than Banshee if her scream can blow her own clothes off. You can't help but wonder what would happen to anyone else's clothes if they were caught in the blast.