A excited yet nervous Temi entered the spacious class room, ready to graduate and become a super cool genin.
All that was left was the last nerve-racking jutsu class. Temi sat down on a small chair awaiting Hizoruki-senei's final lecture. Temi legs suddenly started to shake violently and his dry lips began to desperately chatter. Temi started to think, he thought "i need to get it right, i need to get it right, i need to get it right." His thoughts were going round in an endless loop. Creak,creak the class room's door slowly opened; Temi awaited his teacher with eyes filled with chaos.