Karena makes her way to the office. "You wanted to see me?" "Ah yes. The future of our school. It's a pleasure to see you again, Miss Matthews." "Sanchos-Matthews," Karena corrects. The administrator waves his hand. "Yes, yes. Because of your impressive resume, we wanted you a bit older so you could help monitor the halls, make sure no one's misbehaving." 'Of course, you run a school for assassins and criminals, what else would you expect? Sunflowers and singing?' "Of course, sir. I am honored." Karena lets the administrator pin the emblem on her sweater, tensing when she feels the needle pricking her skin. Karena leaves the office, and immediately stuffs the pin in her pocket. She makes her way to her dorm to settle in when she hears fighting. 'That kid again.' She hides behind a pillar to see what he would do.