Violet Parr was twenty-five years old, single, and a physics teacher at Metroville High School. She loved her job because she figured out a formula to prove the possibility of becoming invisible and creating a force field.
The only thing Violet hated about her job was that she was forced to share a physics classroom with a Mr. Annoying Wilbur Robinson. Wilbur had a relatively convincing argument proving the existence of time travel, but kept trying to disprove her theories of invisibility and creating a force field.
Violet took a breath before stepping into the classroom where Wilbur posed for a selfie to post on social media. She rolled her eyes at the narcissistic man.
The bell rang and both teachers took up their halves of the room. The classes shuffled in.
Wilbur took his sweet time to take his attendance, and Violet began her lecture on the usual lectures on how the deemed "impossible" tasks were actually very plausible.
Wilbur began talking over Violet, trying any which excuse to disprove invisibility. "She just says that invisibility is possible because when she was in school, everyone ignored her." His junior class laughed at his joke and Violet rolled her eyes and continued lecturing.
Wilbur continued speaking. "I've looked up and tried her equations and formulas for how invisibility is possible, and they don't prove invisibility! They prove time travel!"
Violet shut up, marched over to his side of the room, and said, "You are so wrong, I'm going to stop my lecture to tell you why."
Wilbur smirked. "Okay."
Violet wanted to wipe that smug look off his face, but instead she said, "For your first point, saying that everyone ignored me in high school, I'm just going to say that I dated the most popular guy in the entire school for my entire high school and college career."
Wilbur's jaw jumped. Violet pretended she didn't notice his small act of jealousy.
"Second, I've tried those equations and formulas a thousand times over, the University of California tried those equations and formulas a thousand times over, and Northwestern University also tried those equations and formulas a thousand times over, and each and every single time they check out. Time travel may exist, but not by my equations."
Wilbur smirked again. "Thanks for the correction, madam."
Violet went back to her side of the classroom, trying to ignore her racing heart and continued her lecture.
Twenty minutes later, the bell dismissed both classes, and the students ran out of the room. As Violet was packing up, Wilbur came up behind her and said, "Do you want to get a coffee sometime, Miss Invisible?"
Violet smiled at him and said, "No reason not to, Time Lord."