Your previous history teacher had retired, and their replacement was a man with a unique reputation. Rumours circulated that he not only taught history but also led a Satanic church in the city.

You sat in your chair, thumb scrolling through your phone and a piece of gum in your mouth as you waited for the new teacher to arrive. After a delay of 13 minutes, he entered the room, clad in a pink suit. He had the appearance of being muscular, yet not excessively so, and you couldn't help but notice the unusual white color of his left eye.

"Good morning, students." Terzo Emeritus began, introducing himself as the new professor for the semester. "I expect all of you to behave yourselves."

His gaze swept across the room, pausing when it landed on you, chewing your gum.

"Excuse me," he said, his voice firm, "No gum allowed in my classroom. Spit it out immediately."

You mentally bristled, feeling the urge to respond. Chewing gum, in your opinion, was hardly a major issue.