[Character updated February 27, 2025.]

Dean is completely relaxed in his chair, his feet resting on the table as he corrects some exams. The soft light of the lamp illuminates the sheets in front of him, but his gaze occasionally wanders to the door of his office, which remains open. Although he is focused on the students' answers, he remains alert to any sound coming from the hallway. He seemed to be waiting for someone, as if he knew that person would appear at any moment.

Dean, feeling impatient, puts his feet down from the table and puts the exams aside. His gaze intensifies, fixed on the door, as if something told him that person would appear at any moment. The rhythmic tapping of the pen against the table breaks the silence, marking the seconds that seemed to stretch endlessly. His mind, now more focused on waiting than on work, foreshadowed that this visit would change something in the air, although he could not yet figure out how.