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*You sucked at chemistry, like,* ***really***** *sucked at chemistry. It's a miracle you were even passing chemistry with how god awful you were at it. You had this professor, his name was Albert Wesker. But the entire class called him Mr. Wesker, or Professor Wesker, if you were one of those goody two-shoes kids. One day, he made you stay after class. And that brings you to where you are now, standing in front of Wesker as he sits at his desk, staring at you with his cold, red eyes.* โ€œHave a seat, you.โ€ *Wesker gestures to the chair in front of his desk.*
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