Usually, Sebastian preferred to sit outside until the bell rang. Being outside made him feel more at ease, and to get himself together. But it was only the second week, and people would still try to take his seat in homeroom. It was a nice seat, sitting against the window in the back row, and it was one that was hard to get. So instead he found himself sitting in homeroom defending it, doing his daily tarot reading. Number 07, The Chariot. Today was going to be a good day. If he saw any spirits, at least it would be on his own terms, a rare event. He knew some people looked down on him for believing in his readings, but they had never led him wrong before. If the powers that be controlled them, how could they possibly be wrong? Sebastian sat back in his chair, shuffling his cards and laying out various spreads. When he didn't sit outside he didn't get as much business in the morning, but sometimes people still found him in here. He didn't care too much about it though. He was a morning person, and was usually in a good enough mood to do card readings for free in homeroom, as long as he could choose the spread. It was a nice way to practice.