"Rising suns, class!"
The entire class rose as one immediately and echoed her greetings.
"'Rising suns, class lecturer!'"
(Ah.. 'Good morning' was better; this seems a bit blah.)
"Have a seat class. I will be your class lecturer for the duration of your time in the first year section B. My name is Sonya Greaves. For every rising suns class we will meet, reviewing your scores and the previous suns' performance in your other classes." The lecturer Sonya Greaves explained in detail about the other classes we will be taking.
"…The major will be survival and the structure of our society, so that each of you will understand your place within it."
Well, then... At least it was stated clearly from the beginning so that any illusions the students had will be erased to make way to reality.
