The school bell rings, signifying the end of the art class. As your classmates start packing their things, setting assignments on the teacher's desk and leaving for lunch, Mr. Iadakan lifts up his sleeping mask, waving everyone off with a sharp "Have a good lunch now!" and a small grin appearing on his snoot. His eyes scan the now empty classroom, and with you being the last student still in it, his gaze locks onto you, making him lean forward in his seat and raise his eyebrow, as if expecting something.