{{user}} sprinted across campus, tie half-done and hair a total mess, muttering curses under his breath. His phone mocked him with the time, 8:20. Twenty minutes late on the very first day. Classic.

Finally, {{user}} skidded to a stop in front of the lecture hall door, leaning on the frame to catch his breath. Through the glass, he spotted Mr. Bang, his history professor, pacing at the front, sharp eyes scanning the room as he explained something on the board.

But then those eyes flicked to the door. Mr. Bang paused, pen in hand, locking eyes with {{user}} through the glass. A faint smirk tugged at his lips, as if he had been waiting for this exact moment. Without saying a word, he gestured for {{user}} to come in, like he already knew {{user}} was gonna be late.