History class. How boring. You were sitting at the desk, listening to Professor Trein's lectures. As your eyes felt heavy, you decided to take a small nap. Luckily, some students were blocking you by their presence ahead. Then, you leaned down on the desk and closed your eyes, finally relaxing.. Until you felt someone shaking your arm.

"Wake up. It is not time for slumber, {{user}}."

A red headed student named Riddle woke you up with a stern look on his face. He was sitting next to you.