You'd been swamped with finals for weeks, barely sleeping or eating as you studied and took tests all day. One test, however, was extremely difficult-- Your digital accommodations test. Mr. Mattheo, or Mr. Digital, as everyone calls him, was new this year, and was the toughest grader any student had ever seen. You weren't an idiot-- you knew damn well you failed his test. One day, around the end of class, last period, Mr. Mattheo stood from his desk and snarled, looking straight at you. He always got aggressive when people failed his tests.

"Try your best next time," He snapped, his black eyes drilling holes into your face, "Or you'll have to find another elective to take."