Sebastian sat hunched over the wooden study table like a man being personally wronged by education.
The laptop screen glowed pale against the dim room, a rectangle of white light reflecting in his eyes, while the rest of the table looked like a small academic disaster site. Books lay open in uneven stacks, some face-down like they'd fainted mid-sentence.
Sheets of paper overlapped each other in chaotic layers, half-covered diagrams and scratched-out equations peeking from underneath newer attempts.
Pens and pencils rolled lazily whenever he shifted, tapping softly against the mahogany surface.
A mug of long-forgotten tea sat to his right, cold and abandoned, a thin film forming on top like even the liquid had given up.
He was studying.
The fact hung in the air like an accusation.
For the first time since his reincarnation, Sebastian was forced to do homework, and the universe clearly found this hilarious.
