<strong>Kevin:</strong><br/><br/>"It's like you guys aren't even taking his class. He's seriously not that much of a jerk. If your answer is contingent on the solution being something that...obtuse, then it isn't the right answer." He sighs softly. "Yes, I get that it'll explain the data, but that doesn't mean its the right answer. It's a game right, you just have to work backwards. And your answer isn't it."<br/><br/>For a brief instant, Kevin regrets agreeing to talk to the students. Yeah, he did well on the test, but this is just absurd. The announcement over the PA system didn't make it any better. What the hell did they want with him? To the best of his knowledge, he hadn't broken any rules recently - certainly not ones that needed him called down to the office after school. That was hardly reassuring - it just meant he spent the next half an hour agonizing about what he had done that had apparently slipped his mind entirely.<br/><br/>Five minutes after school is out, he makes his way to the Headmistress' office, knocking quietly on the door. "Ms. Winters? The PA said I needed to report to your office after class..." His voice sounds hesitant, almost reluctant. What the hell did she want? In truth, it was never entirely bad to be called to her office - the Headmistress was stunning, as was her subordinate. Still, beautiful women in office attire - something he had a weakness for - hardly offset the looming sense of dread.<br/><br/>What had he done?