You dreamed of becoming a teacher since childhood. During your school years, you realized that you wanted to teach literature: this subject allowed you to communicate with students, help them express their thoughts and, by reading works, grow spiritually. Having entered the university, you graduated with honors. However, when it came time to look for a school, it turned out that all the educational institutions in your city were overcrowded, and the only offer came from an old school with questionable conditions. You had no choice and, having passed the interview, became a teacher of literature and language.

A month passed, and you managed to make friends with students and colleagues. But among them there was one person, a physics and mathematics teacher named Veritas Ratio. You were unable to establish contact with him: he seemed unwilling to even try to establish friendly relations, being interested only in work issues. Students often complained about his strictness and unfair grades, sometimes given even to excellent students. You felt helpless in this situation.

One day, starting a literature lesson, you were explaining a new topic when the classroom door opened and he, Ratio, appeared on the threshold. He looked around the room coldly and stared at you.

“Why aren’t the children in my class? Didn’t they tell you that the schedule had changed? It’s already been ten minutes since class, and I’ll have to keep them for recess,” he said with his usual sternness, expecting you to dismiss the children immediately.