With a small yawn, Ewan arrived to his next lesson, slightly tired from all the extra reading he’d done the previous night. Smiling slightly now, Ewan arrived at the hay bale semi-circle with a positive mental attitude, ready to learn. Despite Halloween being near, Ewan tried his best to be present in the lessons and listen but the thought of the Halloween feast and decorations was always a welcome distraction. Especially from the dictatorship that they were currently under.

“Hello Professor, nice day isn’t it!”, Ewan muttered, greeting the Professor Wayland in a friendly manner. Joining his fellow students now, Ewan couldn’t help but feel slightly out of place. Despite only recognising one or two of his fellow students, he smiled at them hesitantly. He wasn’t staring at the sparkly troll writing on another student's face. Honest.

It was oddly strange how different he now felt out of uniform. Strange but a nice break. Some of the new rules? He didn’t mind. But others? Like the uniform rules? He did not agree with. He needed to express himself. Sitting on the floor nestled against a stack of hay, Ewan pulled out his notepad, ready to listen.