Advanced Chemythstry
Merthiel’s head was high and proud as she entered a classroom with nothing but a nearly-finished cracker by her rosy lips. Chemythstry. By the wit of this word, she expected that she would excel at this subject, and so she took the advanced classes for it. A small smirk arrived to her face when she saw the other students had something to bring whereas her hands were empty, especially now that she has already dusted off the excess crackers on her uniform—and yes, today, she was a good girl.
She figured she had to do a good impression on everyone, making it look like she is someone not to be messed with. To add on to that, it was also a tire to bring something while she walked all day to these massive halls. What was the way she devised? She simplified a spell so that she could use it even in the morning, though limited, to transport things through magic. And as you might have guessed, it’s successful… probably.
There was still one free table, though it was further in the back that what she would’ve preferred. Shrugging, she took it while hoping no one would have the guts to sit beside her.
@Bluecookies | Cece
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