Anedine
First class, pretty much all going good and all. The Anceril couple-- her mom and dad, was the type to insist their children on taking classes even in existential schools like Athalia, but because it was clear to them that Anedine was a gifted child, having been the type to be the subject of a reverse-harem, the student body government president in high school, the one who takes learning as a hobby and with a blazing passion, and now a prestigious Athalian, the Ancerils weren't all too pushy on her and would possibly never give an angry call during her days in the peculiar school.
She looked left and right, then walked in the direction of the grocery store. All she had learned from studies was tightly stored on her brain, even all she had learned since the first day of kindergarten. Math for the sales of the ingredients, science for the preservation of the meal, cooking for... uhh, yep... cooking.