 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
Now that the term was beginning to wind down, Ascanius was finding it harder and harder to feign interest in classes that were mostly lecture style. Or taught by male Professors. Those classes just didn't interest him as a rule.
But he tried not to look too bored when he walked into the room. The sixth year didn't bother saying hello or addressing his Professor with a nod. Instead, he just walked to his seat that had his name on it and slid right in without much consequence.
Could they start, yeah?
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