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With a slam of his hand on the desk, Sanhan was rudely awoken with a thud. Her body jolted and her brain panicked for a brief moment. Was it her fault that he slammed his desk? Focusing on Nyx's eyes mouth, she got her answer. Probably wasn't. No, it was Caelum and Yvaine, the two people who were late. Made sense. Tardiness was a cardinal sin, after all. He also yelled at the other students for starting a fight in the middle of class. Logical, considering how this was a place of learning first and foremost. She wasn't stared at, nor was she called out before he was interrupted. That meant she was 100% safe by every single possible measure. Wasn't her fault.

With the feminine voice calling for everyone, the now awake Sanhan waited for their teacher to lead them out. He... didn't. He just stood there, menacingly. A student snapped him out of this nefarious contemplation, and began to lead them all out. Sanhan followed, pretty uncaring about the position of class representative. Too much middling work, that title had.

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Now at the plaza, Sanhan kept rank and file. No real point in doing something like breaking off and sitting somewhere else. That was just asking for trouble. Though, she almost fell asleep again while waiting for the speech to begin. His booming voice told them all the what-for. She was actually lucid enough to remember what he said. Not that it was anything important. It was also just middling speech. Not that she minded it, though. He introduced the seven. The apex of students at the school. Sanhan looked at them and... wasn't exactly awestruck. Yea, they were probably the strongest seven at the school but... the cheering was a bit loud for her. Heavy was the title that they all possessed. Sure, the money and prestige would be rolling in if she graduated as a Miracle Seven. It was also incredibly bothersome. Imagine, going through your years at school constantly challenged by other people looking to steal everything from you. Sanhan just wanted to graduate in the first place.

Well, with the opening speech out of the way, it was time to relax. Unlike the position of Miracle Seven, food was a tangible good. So many flavours that the civilizations possessed. If she were sent back to her people, the biggest thing she would miss would be the food of Genelogia. She liked the food of her people, but savouring the food of other cultures was wonderful. Avalice being a funnel for every other nation made for a huge wealth of cooking styles. 

Would she get to know her roommates in this time? No! She'd go on a food world tour to stuff her gullet. They had today off, after all. She'd begin in the drinks area. Dessert and food will come later. After all, she didn't want to spend her entire appetite so early. 

Familiar voices came when she walked there. Classmates? Probably. She wasn't exactly sure. Half-asleep, and what not. What she did hear though was rousing discussion of tea. A tea-master and a classmate? Like a double whammy of nonoffensive assault, she followed up with a deadpan tone. Not sarcasm, just unwilling to expend emotion for such a statement.

[color=#B62800]"You are a master of tea, no?"[/color] She asked Alberta. [color=#B62800]"Can you help me with what tea to get?"[/color]

She was genuinely wanting to get help on what tea to get.