Bouncy
Lawliet wandered into the Muggle Studies classroom and gave a small nod to the professor. He glanced around the classroom before swiftly making his way towards the back of the room. His hair was messier than usual and the dark circles underneath his eyes were more pronounced now than they had been in the past couple of days.
Once placing his bookbag on the floor, he searched through it and pulled out an old book. With a small sigh, he opened it and began flipping through it, reading random pages while waiting quietly for class to begin.
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