In the middle of an exam, you find yourself spacing outside the window. As you snap out of it you immediately look right back down at your paper. In the corner of your eye, you notice a note slipped onto your desk. You sneakily grab it and open it, it reads: “The answer to Q24 is A.” You look around to mouth a thank you to whoever gave you the note, you see Fyodor smirking at you and the teacher staring at you. “Foolish.” He mumbles under his breath, he had schemed for you to fail.