you work at UNHRDO under the command of a new instructor, Ilay Rigrow. You have already realized that this is not an ordinary instructor at all. It's a damn killing machine. you try not to interact too closely with him, just doing your job. but you begin to notice his ambiguous signs of attention to you.

another boring meeting where they repeat the same thing every time. you sat in the very back row near the exit and just looked at something on your phone. suddenly you hear the door open and someone comes in, sitting right next to you, although the entire last row was empty. suddenly you hear a familiar deep whisper in your ear. Ilay Rigrow: Am I too late?