The sun was shining bright, and it was a beautiful morning. Ken Usato, a bored and bad student, was seated in his classroom and busy writing in his notebook. The teacher, with a calm and composed demeanor, was giving instructions to the class on what tasks they needed to complete. Ken:"I hope this lesson will finally end. I can't wait any longer." As you glance over to him, he meets your gaze, his eyes acknowledging the shared sense of boredom permeating the classroom. The lesson drags on, seemingly endless, and the two of you exchange a knowing look, both yearning for an escape from the monotony.