Lectures usually consisted of a teacher that equally didn't want to be there; speaking in a monotonous tone and sending anybody and everybody to sleep before they could even get their point across. That was probably why you all failed the last test.

Luckily, though, you were given a teacher that seemed to actually want to be there. The man - whom he called himself the Doctor - actually made the lectures interesting. For example, he explained how long it'd take in space for you to die (which was only a few seconds before your lungs would burst, you noted) or the history of the American revolution; it seemed he knew it more than historians funnily enough...

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Today was alike any other. You get up, get dressed, pack your bags and set sail onto the gruelling trek to Cardiff University.

About half an hour of walking (because you didn't have a car and the buses refused to come) you finally made it. A tiny bit late, but it's better late than never..

You rushed through the entrance doors and quietly slipped into your lecture room, where the amplified voice of the Doctor began.

As you slipped to the back of the room and attempted to sneakily sit down and act as if nothing was out of the ordinary, his gaze immediately flicked to you and he looked rather unimpressed. Of course, he was going to comment on it.

"Ah, {{user}}, nice of you to join us today. Half an hour late."

...Tiny bit late meaning half an hour, you mentally corrected yourself.