Virgil was ducked down into a book, eyes scanning the lines intensely. Also in front of him was his laptop, open on a document with the brightness turned down.

His hand reached for the coffee cup on the table. It was from a local coffee shop almost all Persona Academy students went — with how many students cough there, they managed to get student discounts. It was good, because Virgil didn’t exactly have the funds to spend five bucks every day for coffee. He really needed to start making it at home… but the coffee shop had his heart.

He sighed, slumping back into his seat as he set his book down, slender fingers typing quickly with the nonchalance of a teenage boy trying to impress his crush.

Though Virgil had nobody to impress. He just wanted to make it through midterms without lighting another cigarette. Three months strong.