Spring was now well and truly underway. The occasional snow had mostly ceased and a fragrant petrichor filled the air as snow melted, revealing moist soil underneath. It's been over a month since classes have started and I've pretty much settled into a routine.
Go to class; have lunch with Reina, Vera, and Petra; sometimes talk about strategies and situations with the help of Petra; go to class again; and then go home. There wasn't that much variety in my life.
Vera's and Reina's schedules, however, were much more varied than mine. They joined various clubs which took up some of their time outside classes.
Reina joined an unarmed combat club and was quickly rising in prominence in our year. She also joined the student council for the College of Combat in order to familiarize herself with administrative tasks.
