Three. Two. One. Zero.
A loud, ringing sound coming from somewhere signaled the end of the professor’s discussion. He took away his glance from his watch and put a book and a calculator in his bag. With that, he bid farewell to some friends and walked quickly out of the classroom.
Where did he go? No one knows. No one probably knows. He headed to a distance until his image was obscured by trees visible on the horizon.
Perhaps things will be slightly different once everything falls into place.