Vald moaned as he woke up to soreness that had covered his entire body. He had been sore for over a week now, and nothing he did could help. He didn't even complain to his friends like he normally would, because something about this felt achingly familiar as if it was caused by something a long time ago. It wasn't even necessarily his muscles that were sore, but rather something that never worsened or lessened.

Throwing clothes on and devouring a piece of toast for breakfast, Vald was ready rather quickly to meet Oliver for a ride. Oliver's mom's car was parked outside his house as Vald left, Oliver half-way out to come and get him. Vald thanked his mom for giving him a ride, but she brushed it off.

"You're so nice to Oliver," she answered, "it's the least I can do."

"So what classes are you in?" Oliver asked eagerly

Vald pulled out the sheet that told him all of the information on his classes. "Fables vs. Mythology with Professor Halvir, and Chivalry: A Lost Art with Professor Marse. What about you?"

Oliver pouted as he said, "Calculus 2, Physics 10, and Law 5."

Vald nodded sympathetically. He couldn't say anything because Oliver's mom was nearby and would not like Vald encouraging Oliver to complain about his work load. Instead he laughed, "Well if you're ever bored you can probably sit in on one of my classes. They seem really easy."

Oliver nodded. His mother pulled up to the curb and let them out. After saying her farewells and leaving, Oliver said, "Well my class starts in a few minutes. Make sure you find your class alright!"

He ran off and Vald set off in the opposite direction to where his class was supposed to be. He found it without a problem, and the huge group of students standing in front of the room helped him be sure.

"Do you know if Professor Halvir is nice?" a girl turned and asked Vald suddenly.

"Um, I don't really know," he answered with a smile. "This is kind of my first semester."

She looked disappointed, but upon seeing her talking with him a couple other girls came over excitedly. One looked at the first girl and said, "I heard he's really hard. The online rating for him was insanely low!"

"But some of the reviews were really positive," the third girl added. "It's almost like you either love him or hate him."

"At least he's supposed to be hot," the second girl acknowledged.

Vald laughed. "So it'll be okay as long as he's attractive?"

"Of course," she asserted. "I'm more likely to try if he's hot."

The first girl looked disheartened. "My friend said he doesn't help you, and that he's unforgiving if you don't get something."

"I'm sure that's not true," Vald assured her. "He's probably someone you just have to get used to."

The crowd went silent as a figure stomped towards them. He had long white hair, and looked hardly older than them. Vald expected him to join their crowd before he shoved his way between them and unlocked the door to let them in. He stomped into the room, ignoring the hushed murmuring of the class behind him.

"What's on his head?" the second girl giggled to her friend.

"It looks like a kid's toy," her friend answered.

Professor Halvir looked engulfed in his computer as the class took their seats, almost all of them asking the same questions the girl had. None of them were brave enough to ask the man directly, but it was too weird to ignore. Vald was focused on how young the professor was, and asked his neighbor if that really was the professor.

The man nodded. "Professor Halvir is supposed to be a genius," he answered.

"Supposed to be?" Vald asked for clarification.

Again the man nodded. "I think he's crazy, personally. I haven't ever seen examples of his so-called genius and I just think he looks younger than he really is. Besides, I'm just in this class for the credits."

The professor silenced the class by looking up. Most of the students looked scared or eager, but a few simply looked bored and tired. "I advise anyone who took this class for the GE* requirements to leave now and drop this class," the professor said loudly and clearly. His voice carried a tone of authority and made quite a few students look at each other nervously. "You'll be doing all of us a favor," he continued, "because you won't have a failing grade on your GPA and I won't have to grade dumb assignments."

No one got up to leave. "Have it your way," he replied. "Your first assignment is to find one mythical creature and write a two-page paper about how it could possibly have existed in the past. It's due at the end of the week. You can leave now, as I have business elsewhere."

He grabbed his bag and left the room as the class broke out into loud discussion about what just happened. A few of the lazier people thought this was perfect, while a few of the harder-working students complained about the assignment being too vague or open. Vald was more confused than anything, and he thought this would be an interesting summer.

*GE=General Education, as in requirements such as math, english, etc.

Personally I think Havi as a professor is like Hiroki from Junjou Romantica. I'd hate to have him as a prof but love to look at him walking around campus.