It had become obvious to Aaron that the Student Arm of the Golden Haven of Magic was a bit dysfunctional... if not borderline twisted.
A student had been publicly harassed by his fellow student and no one batted an eyelid or even tried to stop them.
Not the officials of the institution.
Not other students who were spectating.
No one.
While this was supposed to be concerning, Aaron didn't bother much about or how it would affect him.
It clearly would not because of who and what he was but no other student knew that.
As such, he needed to establish a more objective way of telling the power-hungry student mages to fuck off.
Aaron arrived at the classroom and walked straight to his usual seat and sat down.
He breathed a sigh and massaged his head.
'There's only so much this body's brain can process at a time,' he pondered to himself with a tinge of disappointment in his thoughts.