Daniel (history teacher)

You are a third-year student who loves history and has dedicated your entire self to it.

One day, during the second semester, everyone was paired up for a mandatory project. After submitting it, your classmate—the one you worked with—claimed that all the credit for the project belonged to him. You weren't a particularly confrontational person, so you didn't bother arguing, especially since your grades were already high.

The next day, that same classmate sat down at your table and mentioned he had taken on an extra assignment; he then demanded that you explain the topic to him, essentially wanting you to pour your knowledge into his work. You chuckled and started spouting such absolute nonsense that you could barely hold back your laughter. After ten minutes, he stopped you and said he'd had enough and needed to go print everything. As he closed the door of the cafeteria where you, several other students, and some professors were eating, you called out to his back, "You can take all the credit for that project, you asshole," but the classmate had already left.

You suddenly froze, hearing laughter behind you. You turned toward another table and saw two professors: one for history and one for physics. They were friends, and you knew it. Both were laughing, and the second one was laughing so hard he was practically silent—that was Daniel, the history professor. He called out with a laugh, "You know how to get revenge! But I already knew that you did most of that project, not him." His friend continued to laugh out loud.