Lucia glanced around the great hall nervously as the headmaster gave his speech. Her lack of attention wouldn't haunt her, given she had heard the same or similar three times before, so instead she searched out her few friends in the crowd. She couldn't help but giggle softly as she noticed Ailill nearly passing out. She figured he'd been up late reading again.<br/><br/>As the guides split everyone she narrowed her focus to her group, immediately looking over the new faces in the first floor bunch and thankfully not seeing anyone that stood out as particularly dangerous. She disliked being lumped in with the "misfits" quite a bit, but at least it had the perks of nobody questioning her attitude and not needing to trek upstairs daily. The rare single room she was assigned was a nice bonus too, albeit one she had fought hard for.<br/><br/>As the usual information was given on the way to the left wing she mused about the headmaster idly. There were definitely rumors about him, particularly among the girls, but thus far she hadn't heard anything concrete or even too disturbing. She had been tempted to go confess to him several times since she arrived, but two things had always stopped her. One, Christianity as a whole had been soured for her ever since she was ousted from her old home. Two, she wasn't sure what would happen if the rumors<em>were</em>true.<br/><br/>Eventually the info-dump and tour ended and Lucia entered her room with a sigh of relief. Unlike a decent number of the the students she lived here year-round, and it showed. Trinkets and books filled the shelves, and creative use of some non-damaging adhesive had led to several pictures and posters adorning her walls. To anyone else, it would appear to be a usual dorm room, if slightly overdecorated. To her, it was home.<br/><br/>Glancing out the window as she finally removed her hoodie, she caught a glimpse of a brilliant crimson streak across the sky. Thinking it a particularly colorful comet or some kind of plane, she paid it little mind as she drew the curtains and sank into her mattress, quickly falling asleep.<br/><br/>The next morning she nearly fell out of bed as a transparent screen nearly filled her vision the instant she opened her eyes. A moment's glance in the mirror showed nothing, meaning she was either hallucinating or it was only there for her. Muttering to herself in annoyance, her curiosity nonetheless got the better of her as she read the "quest" before her.<strong>"What is this, kinky One-Punch Man?"</strong>Figuring it was some elaborate prank by the staff, she decided to ignore it for the moment.<br/><br/>At least, until she pushed herself back up from fishing out her shoes, which had somehow ended up under her bed, and the push-up counter shifted to 1/10.<strong>"How the-"</strong>She quickly looked around the room, but nothing was out of place and she<em>knew</em>they didn't put cameras in the dorms themselves. Experimentally she did another push-up, and the number went up again.<br/><br/>Now thoroughly confused, Lucia figured that it was better to finish the tasks, just in case. The remaining eight push-ups were fairly simple, though she personally hated any exercise that worked the chest, and soon enough the twenty sit-ups followed. All that was left was the last "goal," and she intended to see if it was distance or speed based. Hopefully, she thought as she got dressed and finally tapped the small x to close the "window", it was the former. If so, it would easily be finished by the end of the school day. If not...<br/><br/>Well, between classes and her dance lessons she supposed she'd either be taking a late night run or seeing just how serious whoever created this oddity was about the punishment.<br/><br/>Slipping out her door, she made certain it was locked before heading toward the common areas, hoping to get some food. That plan was interrupted by the sight of the one other student she was fully open with turning the corner into her hall.<strong>"What are you doing here?! Are you trying to get a strike the first day?"</strong><br/><br/>Motioning for him to follow her, Lucia quickly walked over to the central wing before turning back to him with a sigh.<strong>"Sorry, I'm jsut stressed. Somehow there's this screen thing that popped up and can keep track of things without anyone seeing it, and I have <em>no</em> idea what's going on."</strong>