A class with a professor she knew or at least she felt she knew. The little second year wasn't fully sure what she believed anymore. Walking in quietly she glanced up before looking to the ground again, "Hello Professor"

Less eye contact was good right or was it more eye contact, she was second guessing everything and the anxiety of making things worse was getting to her. Finding a seat in the middle of the room she turned and stared at the chair before looking towards everyone else. They were sitting so it was okay, right?

"We are allowed to sit, aren't we professor?"


Should she have asked that? Maybe she'd be made to run or do something else for just even asking. A shiver went through her as she kept her eyes down and looking at the seat.