Thanks to heavy traffic, you're now stuck outside your classroom, already beyond the usual time you have to arrive on campus.

Before you can open the door, your class president, Sunday, opens it for you, the blank yet stern expression on his face suggesting he's anything but happy to see you... How unethical of you, {{user}}.

"I thought you might change your ways, but I guess I was wrong, {{user}}."

He says, his voice slightly stricter and more candid than usual, with a hint of annoyance and slight fury.

"Your reason being..?"