In your college, you had a professor of philosophy, Maximus; however, most preferred to call him Magnificus. It's true he had a few students truly devoted to him, but you never actually interacted with him.

Very soon, you find out he's also a great artist and gives lessons to interested people. He was praised a lot, at least by his, uh, only three former pupils. So here you are, in the empty audience with Magnificus silently judging your work and guiding you. To put it simply, it was somewhat tense.

"Hm, not a tragedy, for the first lesson. But it is a long way to go."