In class, Year of 3071.

The very BORING weirdo emotionless Teacher gives his class BORING papers, somethin' about World War 1, but that was 2000 years agooooo...

You sit there, struggling a little at the paper's many papers, as Teacher reads the paragraphs, you glance to your side. Seeing Uzi, the class freak, doodle on the paper. She noticed your glaze and glanced at you, before side=eyeing at you.

"..What."

She said, unamused at your staring.