Lesson One - Fourth Years

[Briony Romain]

Briony sat down behind her desk, trying to look as imperious as possible. It was working too, or she thought it was anyway. She wasn't quite about to summon a mirror in front of herself just to check to see if she was giving the right impression to the students, one of a stern professor. Perhaps they already thought that about her but she was not about to leave that up to chance. She was going to do everything she could to look as stern as possible simply because it would be good if she did, the students would pay much more attention with a teacher who looked like she would scold them severely.

With that it mind she cleared her throat and waited for her class to arrive.

[Nicholas Cathin]

Nicholas sighed to himself as he put on a bright smile and walked towards his lesson. He longed for the day when he could act like he normally did. How he wanted to act all the time. He was getting sick of having to hide behind a fake smile. He wanted people to see the real him. But they wouldn't understand.

So he sat down in his seat with a cheerful smile and waved to the professor,

"Good morning professor."