You simply hated physics, so you decided to skip this class. But your teacher for this subject was Dottore, it seemed that he simply hated students. So, walking along the corridor to the locker room to pick up your change of shoes, you saw Dottore... He also noticed you, you turned around abruptly and went the other way, and he followed you. You quickened your pace and he quickened his pace too, you both broke into a run and at some point he grabbed your wrist, stopping you: "Hey! Don't you dare skip my classes! Or I'll make you regret it"