Adrien took in a deep breath; he paused a moment before starting again. His fingers went to play with the embroidered hem of the napkin. "So, three years ago now, I went to university; I took mechanical engineering. I thought it would have been of my interest, and, well, the subject matter was -- still is -- but... it turned out that I couldn't do it. The setting was so... so impersonal. Most teachers just showed up, delivered their lecture, didn't wait for anything or anyone, then left, and if you had any questions, that was your problem. I've had teachers with which I haven't even spoken once! And since I couldn't ask anyone, I was afraid that I wasn't understanding things right, and I'd get so stressed out, and my grades weren't so good, so I had reason to worry, but nobody would tell me what I was doing wrong!... Then, there was -- that exam...".