Noah walked into his next class, taking a seat somewhere in a corner, from unbeatable habits. He took out his notebook and a pen, opening it to a new page. He listened to the teacher, a male vampire with a slight Hungarian accent, and rolled his eyes at the name of the class, of which he only caught 'something something... Physics'.<br/>He scrawled notes on the fresh canvas-like page, starting in English. Once again, he started to write notes in another language, this time French. He didn't quite understand how he did it, he just... did. It ran in the family, to pick up languages at the snap of a finger. Well, not quite literally, but still quickly.