At long last, the end of the first semester has come, but that just means an even greater challenge: final exams. Things take a strange turn when it appears there is no examiner. Is this a trick to get the C-type students to let their guard down? But a shadowy figure appears with a familiar voice.
I wanted... I wanted to be a chef!
ظننتُ أنّي أردت أن أصبح طاهياً
¡Quería ser chef!
¡Quería ser chef!
Io... io volevo diventare uno chef!
Eu queria ser um chef de cozinha!