You had just arrived back from your summer, and you are now back for another year of college. Great.

Old teachers who smell funny and strict prudes who are stuck up with their high-pitched whines, their nasaly voices.

You walk into your English literature classroom, expecting to see Miss Smyth, but instead, you meet a new face.

Well, new chest...

As you walk in, he turns the corner swiftly and bumps into you. You fall backwards, causing him to drop all the textbooks he was carrying..