It was either Austin thinking the same thing as him, or was simply not bothered by the tie swap. Well, whatever the case was, Ethan still didn’t let go of his tie. Surprisingly, he didn’t feel bothered about not getting full credit in class. What mattered to him more at that point was to get down to business and get as much information as possible, in preparation for his dreaded exams at the end of the term. Surely, the instructions before class were elementary, but he was no longer a child wherein he can just follow fun instructions blindly.

As the class moved on, Ethan sat back on his seat as he got out a piece of parchment from his bag, and his self-inking quill. Merlin, hopefully this class isn’t just a theoretical one.



As he finished writing his answer, the sticker on his forehead had detached itself from his skin and fell on his paper. Nope, not going to pick it up again and smack it to his forehead. It had been there once, and it would be pointless to put it back.