Hannibal Lecter shifted his small pack to the other shoulder as he looked around the room. So this was his new home. When it came to the Academy and how it had been touted to him, Hannibal hadn't grown to like or dislike it. It was a place like any other that he would be at no matter how he felt on the matter.

Unlike some of the other new students, it wasn't a lack of courage that held Hannibal back from joining the fray but a need to study before entering. His maroon eyes moved over the other faces, memorizing them to judge them. He wandered from there towards the table of pamphlets and signup sheets, reading them over for anything that might spark his interest.