You skip lunch to go where cooking class is held so you can apologize to your teacher for
not going. Honestly, you have nothing against the cooking teacher. Sure, he's a bit weird,
but he seems harmless, even if he forgets to teach his own classes sometimes.
His classroom is still empty. The cooking equipment is still on the tables, unused. Your
stomach growls- you haven't eaten all day. So you sit down in the classroom and eat the
bread you packed for school.
wait, why is there an anatomical model of the human body in this classroom?