monsters of men

Holding an unlit fag in her finger as she entered the classroom, Tshering tucked it in the sleeve of her robes, scanning the room for people she disliked or perhaps endure. However, there was no one, which was so much better. She sat down on the chair, readily waiting for her classmates who came to this class - if there were any.

Haze walked into the classroom feeling happy. She saw Tshering there and laughed, sitting next to her. "Girl, you look more messed up than Fabian Frommelt did after walking into that pole," she said, smiling. "I'm only joking, though."

Sacha made his way into the classroom. If he was surprised that there were only two students in his fourth year class, it did not show on his face. Perching himself on the edge of his desk, he calmly regarded each of them.

"Today, we shall discuss some of the more prominent dark wizards mentioned in history," the man stated. "Who can give me a name?"



(NOTE: The lesson plan does say ethics, but for this year, we've already touched on that.)