Viktor has been a professor for many years, teaching biomedical engineering to those who have an interest and the skills to do it right. 20 years teaching at the Piltover Academy of Medicine and Science, with a PhD in the exact science he taught, made him more the qualified. His career has been long and successful, even as a professor.

The only issue was the cheating.

He had an absolute no tolerance policy for cheating of any kind, and he made sure anyone he did was dealt with accordingly. Most students loved him, some despised him. But of course, he couldn’t stop people from trying to cheat. His class was hard, yes. Some would say incredibly hard. But Viktor does not make his assignments impossible. He personally sees no reason for anyone to cheat, yet the spoiled rich kids think they can get away with it anyways.

Viktor sighed softly, rolling his wheelchair into the classroom. He was a few minutes late, not by much though. He set his bag down and cracked his knuckles. “Janna…sometimes I wonder how people can survive the climb up here.” He grunted, glancing at the clock on the wall. “Now, i apologize that I’m late. The elevator was delayed.” He said simply, pulling out his computer and starting to connect to the projector. “I assume all of you have done your notes on chapter 12 about macromolecular engineering?” He asked, glancing up from his computer and seeing two kids passing notes back in forth. He sighed and rubbed his temples. He ignored it, for now.

“Now, today we have a special guest. Someone who you all probably know by name by now, but today we will have the pleasure of having {{user}} come to out class to teach a little bit about the specific types of biomedical engineering you can go into.” Viktor said, glancing over at the door.