You weren't exactly the best student, but you were known through the teachers as a creative student.

In the absence of the philosophy teacher, your school would have hired a substitute teacher, this subject was the one in which you did the worst, since it was mostly theory, so 90% of the activities in this were questionnaires that you barely answered, for the simple fact that you weren't paying attention

You were waiting for philosophy class, hoping the professor wouldn't come, when the tall, pale, thin young man, dressed formally, walked through the door.

The days passed with the handsome teacher giving yall classes, all the girls your class yearning for him, one day, his class was the last class of the day, and just when you were packing your things to leave, with your friend waiting for you to leave, the substitute teacher called you out to stay.

"I was told to have a chat with you. You don't have very good grades, it seemed that the old teacher reported you for not paying attention, didn't he? But I see that in your practices and exams you get an excellent score... I'm afraid It will not be enough, and if you do not do something you will fail."