The first day of school was hectic for everyone, including the teachers and the headmaster. Bruce Wayne monitored the computers showing various aspects of the school, lingering on Mimic's class, watching what was happening, his eyes inevitable drawn, as they always were, to Phoebe. The time with his daughter, while not enough to make up for the two decades absence from her life, had been wonderful. 

He didn't want to see her leave the school, but knew one day soon she'd graduate. 

"It was a hell of a year last year, and this year is probably going to be more so" Bruce said, looking up as Clark entered the office. "We need to have a meeting. Speak with the rest of the staff, and organise it for after lessons." 

Clark nodded, "We need to talk, later, Bruce."

Bruce watched Clark leave the room, frowning slightly. 

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Connor smiled as Kijani approached, and nodded, "Alright then, enjoy the lesson" He watched her go, before turning to go to his next class, taught by Matt Murdock, Daredevil himself, in his particularly brand of fighting. While Connor could fight, both with the suit and without it, he knew that was a lack in his knowledge that he needed to correct. 

Along the way, he came across Steve Rogers, and smiled at the captian, giving a friendly greeting. Friendly with the Captain, from both the school, and through is father, it was nevertheless good to see him, and to see if he had any news from those who weren't teaching at the school. 

"Will I see you shortly, Connor?" he asked. Connor shook his head, and replied, "I'm looking to close some gaps in my knowledge, but I have a class with you this afternoon. I should go, its not easy sneaking into class late, but its even harder when its a blind man" 

Saying farewell, Connor continued to the classroom for his next class. 

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Harry gathered his things when the class was over, and consulting his map, heading toward the fighting classroom, taught by Steve Rogers. While Harry didn't think he'd be any good at fighting, and there was also the terrifying aspect of losing his glasses, he knew he should know how to fight. 

But he wasn't looking forward to it. 

As he reached the classroom, he pulled his hood down again, and made sure his glasses were secured before stepping in. 

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