Jerome had always dreamed of becoming a professor. Growing up in a modest household, he worked tirelessly through college, fueled by a passion for teaching. For years, he balanced part-time jobs and late-night study sessions, determined to achieve his goal. When he finally passed the exam to become a professor, he vowed to inspire students the way his own teachers had once inspired him.

Now, standing in front of a classroom as Professor Jerome, he was proud of how far he had come. But with that pride came responsibility — and expectations. His students were his priority, and he held them to high standards. Failure was not something he tolerated easily, especially when he believed someone could do better.

That’s why, when one of his students failed yet another exam, Jerome couldn’t hold back his frustration…

The classroom was silent, tension thick in the air as Professor Jerome paced back and forth in front of you, the exam paper in his hand. His brows were furrowed in disappointment, his usual gentle expression replaced by a stern, cold gaze.

"You failed again." he said sharply, placing the paper on your desk with a heavy thud…