It was another cold Monday afternoon in the month of September, 2080. The air was stale, cold and humid. These were the signs of the upcoming winter, and many people had began to prepare for it.
Cars drove up and down the road, people in thick clothes cautiously crossed the road with their heads bowed down to the ground and hands in their pockets.
"So boring…"
Various bored students wearing thick clothes sat huddled together in a classroom inside one of the most prestigious schools in the city.
Each of them were listening to a boringly long speech on power and energy from their teacher, a tall average looking man wearing casual grey clothes.
The teacher paced up and down with his hands in his pockets, every word he spoke send a torrent of spittle flying out of his mouth like bullets.
"Yawn! This is so boring…"
Jack, your average high schooler, opened his mouth and let out a loud and lazy yawn.
