The first week of class ended swiftly with a bottle of a deliciously brewed, cold tea. Faustina leaned into the chair as she lets the chatters of the students pass into her ear and then exit to the other. Slowly, she was getting quite accustomed to the regularities in her academic life.
The chatters of the student, scribbling of notes, random minor spells being chanted on practice, and the best of all, hanging out after school. Michelle, Leviticus, and Anakin were always set into exploration, though they would come back before it would even fall into the night due to their assignments.
