Next Morning...

Today was observation and letting the students know who I am and where my office is.

As it was my unofficial 'first day', I decided to wear something casual and simple. I put on dark blue jeans and a black long sleeve t-shirt. I left my hair messy and put my glasses on.

I grabbed an apple and went out for my morning walk. I always made sure I woke myself up with some cold fresh air. Normally I'd go for a morning run but since I was new, I wanted to get introduced before I ran on campus so that I wasn't seen as a random stranger running around as a possible unknown threat.

I made my way aimlessly, listening to the sound of water. I ended up walking to a specialist training class, which meant I could start my observations early. As I read last night, the class was majority male whereas fairy classes were supposed to be majority female. I made a note in my head to confirm what I wrote in my observations book.

I made my way to a bench and observed as two male students sparred on a platform above the water. One with a sword, blonde hair and the other with two short swords, brown hair. The blonde had more focus and dexterity, however, the other was looser and marginally quicker. I watched as they circled. I heard the teacher guiding them about their footwork. I was impressed by the end when the brown-haired one was put on the floor and the match was over.

I made a note to keep an eye on those two as the high achievers are often the ones who don't take care of their mental health as well as they do their academics, however, there was also something in the way each of them moved that told me they had demons they were not fully dealing with or weren't doing so properly.

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Third Person POV - Specialist Class, Alfea

A man was on the bench, but he was mostly going unnoticed. Keyword being 'mostly' as one very tired mind, sensed that they were being observed.

Headmaster Silva was a very self-aware man, even for most specialists. Maybe he was paranoid, but in most cases, he had a right to be. His instincts usually kept him safe, so he'd never doubted them much.

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