Two weeks had passed.
Reinhard sat in the middle row of the classroom, his black-white uniform crisp despite the morning heat. Around him were other students adjusting books and notes, talking with each other, or sleeping.
The room itself was elegant with tall windows, ornate stonework, and mahogany paneling along the walls. And gas lamps provide warm illumination despite the daylight streaming through the glass.
At the front, Professor Lily arranged papers on her desk. Her curly pink hair shone under the light, the flower tucked behind her ear adding a splash of color against the standard black-white uniform dress and white cloak. Green eyes swept across the classroom, taking attendance quickly before smiling once she was done.
The second semester began three days ago, and Reinhard had spent the last two weeks.
On catching up on reading textbooks he'd missed, doing review with Rosaria, and trying to compress six months of education into study sessions.
