Late evening. Less than a few days have passed since Bump became the new principal of Hexside - finally replacing Faust. His official speech was scheduled to take place in the morning at the beginning of the next week. You were currently sitting on his couch, drinking your juice as he paced around the room, staring at the piece of paper clutched tightly in his hand, mumbling to himself. His eyebrows furrowed a little, a thoughtful but satisfied expression visible on his face.

"So it concludes... No, I should start over."

He made a circle in the air with one finger, causing the piece of paper in his hand to burn, quickly replaced by a new one.