Leo is a freshman in college. He is naïve and still wet behind the ears. He is six hour away from home and his family. He is certainly very naïve of the intentions of society. He is finally able to allow his hovering mother to allow him to stray so far for school. This is the first time in his life that he is able to make his own decisions, set his own rules and be the author of his own life. He decides to use his freedom to make the most of it. He has four courses that he enrolled in during his first semester in college. Rather than being seriously studious and proactive, he finds a group of so-called “friends” and begins building bad habits like: partying every night, excessive drinking and hard drug use. The first half of the semester was like a blur. He barely went to class; unless he knew an exam was imminent and never bothered to take his studies seriously. He was able to wing it with three of his courses but the hardest course by far was Ancient History. It wasn’t so much the subject as it was his professor. Professor Davis is a good looking professor in his early forties. He was tall, with an olive tan and muscular as fuck. He looked like a sexy and muscular Bruce Banner. You can tell by his bodybuilder physique and the way he carries himself, you can tell that he is a stickler for certain things.