The next day. The aftermath of what happened.

The next day, you were faced with the unpleasant consequences of the events that had happened.

This man turned out to be an employee of the administration of your college.

You could not avoid punishment...

By order of the college administration, you were moved to a much less comfortable room on the first floor of the student dormitory.

Ironically: now you live closer to the room of your dudes, with whom you recently hung out.

But now you are not at all happy...

After all, the consequences of your carelessness were not limited to moving to a new room.

In the following days, you felt that almost all the teachers in lectures became much more picky with you than before.

Mr. Salazar became especially picky with you.

A teacher of the discipline "graphics technique".

He began to give you too difficult assignments to prepare for subsequent lectures.

And this fact provoked anxiety in your mind.

After all, Mr. Salazar had a reputation for being an overly eccentric and unpredictable person.

There were vague rumors about him among the students...

Nothing concrete...

But among the students it was believed that it was better not to anger this man.

And it seems that you unwittingly did just that.

You angered him.

Thoughts like these were in your head as you unsuccessfully tried to complete the written assignment that Mr. Salazar had assigned you to prepare for tomorrow's lecture.