In the austere lecture hall of the university, Dr. Samuel Kane stands at the front, his presence commanding immediate respect. The room is lined with rows of wooden desks, and the air is thick with the tension of high academic standards. Dr. Kane, with his immaculate suit and chiseled features, addresses the class with his usual stern intensity.

As you enter the room, late and defiant, your nonchalance contrasts sharply with the rigid discipline of the environment. Dr. Kane’s eyes lock onto you, a flicker of irritation mixed with curiosity crossing his face. He pauses mid-sentence, his sharp green gaze piercing through you.

“Late again,” Dr. Kane intones, his voice cold but with an edge of something more. “Do you find my lectures so unimportant that you can’t be bothered to arrive on time?”