<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/VqWsgFl.jpg)</div>Kei (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2126179)<br/><br/>When he had first had made his plans, Kei felt like the idea of a single class taking 3 hours and a half would severely hamper the schedule he had set for himself. But, in fact, he was grateful for it, being more tired than he expected, having completed three 'blocks' of his expected ten, the last just before class, which brought him strange looks. Being among the youngest in the school, he was, of course, with the first years, for which he was grateful. He would have been happy, even, to go even lower, given his educational gap, but not so much that he was willing to throw away the opportunity he had been granted to attend here.<br/><br/>Of course, following everything that was going on was difficult through the big, semi-transparent rectangle that followed in front of him everywhere, but he somehow managed. Having lots of choices for courses was good. If he chose wisely, he could shore up his weaknesses and even, maybe, work on some of his strengths. Two languages wasn't bad either. English, of course, then... maybe Japanese? And then... math and sports... Far from his strongest subjects. But maybe that was also why it would be so important for him to work at them. By the time he was done, he had amassed quite a few notes about classes and clubs that he might be interested in. And then, he was headed towards the free period.<br/><br/>An hour an a half. That was another four blocks. Seven total, bringing him almost there. The running, he was, of course, less worried with. That was less power, more technique, to run at a speed that would be sustainable for him. The screen hadn't said that he needed to run it fast, after all. And so, as soon as the class ended and he found his way outside, he found himself a nice spot in the grass, out of the way. Three sit-ups. That was a good start. It took him him more time and effort than it really should have, but, still, he managed it.