Oh, the same as usual. [There isn't much to be said about the day-to-day changes of being in high school, even if the experience itself is a welcome change of pace and something for Aurica to busy herself with, learning of this era.]

..Well, I have a new History class with someone who has his words appear in our heads instead of talk normally. He called himself Death? And we have to write about our own world's history for homework now. [No, she isn't fazed by this at all.]