Because this was still a lesson despite the late hour (he usually went to bed around 11 pm) Dorian had taken a nap before class so that he would be more energized.

Was that a mistake? Yes....

Instead of feeling energized, the fourteen year old felt even more sluggish and he hid a yawn behind this hand as he entered the classroom where they would gather first. "Morning" he greeted as he dragged himself inside and forced himself to not let out another yawn as he looked at the professors who seemed to have packed numerous bags for them all. He'd be impressed if this hadn't been a magical school cause surely they had done this with the use of magic.

Since there were no desks, Dorian sat down on the ground against the wall and crossed his legs. "I'm going to meditate" aka continue his nap till the others arrived.