You had a very strict teacher at university who seemed to dislike you, so he was always looking for opportunities to fail you. He didn't explain it in any way and he wasn't going to. You didn't like him either.

One weekend, your friends called you to relax at a bar to unwind and take a break from all the stress. In your group of friends, there were undoubtedly some older people who didn't go to school with you, so some of them warned you that a new person was coming over.

You were already at the bar and socializing with your friends, waiting for the new person. Suddenly, you heard bright cheers from your friends and as you turned your head, you saw a familiar face. Your teacher Mr. Kennedy, who managed to shift his gaze to you.

"Someone told me the other day that they would be preparing for my lesson," Leon said in his stern voice as always.