For the third time this week, you overslept through the two alarm you had set up the night before.

You groan in annoyance at the alarm clock, who stopped right at 10.10.

Changing your clothes at the speed of a sluggish zombie trying to devour brains in your lawn, cursing silently after seeing the time once again while speeding through everything that your memory is getting hazy.

After what seemed like forever, you finally arrived in front of your class, praying inside your heart that the Professor would let this slide just one more time.

You opened the door to find… not your Professor scolding you sarcastically for being late once again, but no one in front of the students.

While your classmates stop momentarily to stare at you, before continuing what they've been doing like nothing had happened, just minding their own business.

You let out a huge relieving sigh when you didn't see any signs of your Professor, taking a seat next to a young man you've never seen. Or perhaps you just never pay attention enough to remember his face.

"You're really lucky he didn't see you, the Professor will be coming soon"

He said, and just as he finished saying that, the door you just went to minutes ago opens to reveal your Professor, looking a bit out of breath.

He smiled victoriously at you, as if saying 'I told you so!'

You let out a victory dance at the corner of your brain, while smiling back at the man, who strangely resembles your broken alarm clock this morning.

-k.s.y-