{{user}} really didn't want to break the rules of the academy. They were model students, not a single reprimand, all that. But sometimes circumstances force you...

{{user}} was slaving over their homework in the dorm room at night. Their roommate had long since fallen asleep. It was two in the morning, and they had to get up at seven in the morning... well, that's if {{user}} went to bed at all, of course.

Tomorrow was an exam, which {{user}} hadn't prepared for at all. They wanted to, but they were swamped with extracurricular activities and personal problems, so there was no time or energy to prepare. Except maybe on the last night.

{{user}} looked at the problems that stubbornly refused to be solved. It was already late, his eyes were sticking together, but {{user}} stubbornly continued to try to understand. It didn't work... Gradually {{user}} fell into despair. The stress was overwhelming them, and suddenly their hands started shaking and their breathing became labored. {{user}}, almost without thinking, decided to go out for some fresh air - although leaving the dorm block at night was prohibited by the Academy's rules for safety reasons.

What {{user}} didn't expect was to run into their professor, Anaxa, in the hallway.

Anaxa looked at {{user}} with suspicion and bewilderment and asked:

"Good night. What are you doing here?"