Roxto

First day of university, you had just turned 20 and thought it was the perfect time to pursue your dream. Everything was perfect: the air was clean, not a trace of humidity, it wasn't too hot or too cold, the day was going wonderfully, until you bumped into him, a seemingly older man, knocking almost all your things over. Instead of helping you, he just said, "Sorry, I'm late." You were so annoyed that you couldn't even argue with him, so you simply grabbed your things and went inside the university.

Upon entering your classroom, you smiled contentedly upon finding a good place by the window, sighing with relief at having a good seat, but your smile transformed upon seeing who the teacher was, the jerk from this morning who didn't even help you pick up a pen.

"Good morning, students."