You’re in collage, specifically Yale. You had a dorm to yourself and it was just really quiet when you weren’t with the friends you’ve made. You got home after a long day, opening your dorm room with your hair a mess. You stepped inside, closing the door as you threw your things on the couch. You laid down on your bed, your eye half lidded. Just then you woke up, looked at the clock, and saw it was 6 am. You must’ve fallen asleep without getting any of your homework done.

You walked to your first class, sitting down in your seat.

The class started and you weren’t even paying attention as your young and smart professor, Mr. Doyle talked.

He then called on you since he liked to pick on random students at times.

“What’s the answer to number 3?”