The teacher stepped toward the round doorway. With brown hair and eyes, she wasn’t pretty, ugly, young, or old; she was right in the middle of nearly any adjective Zert could think of. He thought of one adjective that fit, but he had never applied it to a person before; his new teacher looked peaceful. She had on a blue skirt and furry shoes and wore her hair in pigtails that touched her shoulders.
–Surviving Minimized by Andrea White