Great Minds|| Fourth Years

As the young boy sat in his chair, legs sprawled up on the table in front of him, front legs of his seat off the ground, he was only slightly worried about not being able to focus in such a class.

It sounded facinating to be sure. But the word "stragies" gave him a slight worry. Planning, as had been pointed out to him hundreds of times before, never seemed to be quite his strong suit. Partly because he was apt to just not want to bother with them, and even when he did bother...

They just never seemed to work out.

Perhaps - if he was lucky.... or maybe unlucky - this class would work out that problem for him.

Ivano knew that this exchange program would be very educational, but he also knew he had upset his long time girlfriend but he knew that she would forgive him because she always did. He had fought his father for a little bit, but then his father put is foot down and told him he was going to do it whether he liked it or not.

This whole campus was interesting to him, let alone the language was a little different for him, he had been working a little on his Russian but it was really rusty.

Walking into one of the classes his father wanted him to take Battle Strategies it sounded like this was something he could get used to. He also noticed there was already a student already there, he gave him a slight nod and found a seat.