Lesson One - Fourth Years

[Viktor Nickel]

Viktor frowned a little bit as he sat down behind his desk, trailing his fingers along the wood to feel it, to admire the tecture of it. There were a few marks on the wood that he didn't actually recognise. Perhaps the clearner had hit it when working during the summer? He didn't much care though. The marks would add character to it, making the whole desk more of a part of the room than a piece of frunature.

He chuckled lightly to himself as he moved round to sit in his chair, resting his arms on the desk itself.

[Christielle van Gysel]

Christi entered the classroom, carrying her bag containing some books that had been stuffed messily in it. She muttered a quick "good morning" to the professor as she sat on her seat and dumped the books on her desk. She fixed them and stuffed it inside her bag once more, making it even messier than it was before, but she closed her bag anyways and waited for class to begin.

[Othala Thormund]

Othala pouted a little bit as she made her way to the classroom she was supposed to be in. She'd been liking her holidays with Florence. Why did she have to come back to the school when she could just learn with Florence? He was much more fun when he was out of school.

Still pouting, Othala entered the classroom and sat down in her seat with a small huff. She wanted to be at home! Not in this silly classroom.

[Seffi Dresner]

Seffi rushed through the halls, cursing a little bit as she held the piece of toast between her teeth, trying to get her backpack on properly as she rushed to her lesson. Why on earth was she so late?! She screamed at herself. All she'd wanted was breakfast after all. Maybe it was because she never usually had breakfast? Might not know how long it took when she had time limits.

She entered the classroom, swallowing the last of her breakfast before sitting down in her seat. Instantly relaxing when she realised that she wasn't late, she sighed.

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