You gaze out the window of your math classroom, looking outside longingly. It was early/mid June, and it was getting very warm, outside and inside. Most people in this room were probably sweating. You sigh, and look back down at your work. Then, you feel a light tap on your shoulder, and realize someone had thrown a folded up piece of paper at you. It falls to the floor, just begging to be opened. You look around, trying to spot who had thrown it, but nobody seemed too obvious.