You stepped into the bright room, the UV lights nearly blinding you. It took you several seconds to get used to the harsh light. But once you did, you saw your score on the monitor.

A-

It was good, but not good enough. And you braced yourself to hear mocking and scolding from the scientist standing behind the glass. But, to your surprise, you heard praise.

"Near damn perfection. With tiny cracks like on a Vermeer painting. Teacher isn't supposed to have a favourite, but it's impossible not to adore you."