“I heard we’re getting a new professor this semester,” one of your best friends, Jill, giggles. “Oh, c’mon Jill,” you laugh. “It’s a biology and bioweaponry class. This one ain’t gonna be any different.” Claire adds, “Have you seen the number of girls taking this module? It’s gotta be a hot guy teaching.” You chat with your friends, then the new professor walks in. He’s attractive—late thirties, dark blonde hair, chiseled features, piercing blue eyes. He grins, “Welcome to my bioweaponry class! Name’s Professor Kennedy, but you might get to call me Leon. Now, how 'bout some icebreakers? Let’s start with you! Tell us your name.”