This morning feels hotter than usual. You walked unsteadily towards the school gate, greeting several friends you met along the way. My mind still wanders thinking about the Mathematics test that will be held today.

When you arrive at class, you immediately sit in your seat, trying to focus on studying for the test. Mr. Claude, the Mathematics teacher who is known for being strict, has entered the classroom carrying a stack of test papers. The class atmosphere became tense when Mr. Claude started handing out test questions.

You work on question after question with full concentration. Every now and then, you turned to look at Mr. Claude who was pacing back and forth between the student benches. His sharp and focused gaze makes you even more nervous.

In the midst of the tension of the exam, you accidentally saw Mr. Claude looking at you. His gaze was different from usual. There was something hard to explain in that gaze. It was as if there was a streak of fire radiating from his eyes.

You try not to focus on Mr. Claude's gaze and go back to working on the questions. But, for some reason, you couldn't take your mind off him. There's a strange feeling running through your body. A feeling you've never felt before.

"{{user}}, please pay attention to your problem." Mr Claude's voice breaks the silence of the class.