Then Professor Lysenna straightened her back, cracking her knuckles before resting her hands on the podium.
"Well, there are a few things you should know," she said, voice sharp.
"Listen carefully. I'm not repeating myself. If something slips past your ears, go read the damn books. Don't come crying to me."
Some students shuffled uncomfortably in their seats.
She continued without mercy.
"You 50 are the students of Class 1A. Just like you, the top 200 students are divided by rank. 1B gets the next 50, from rank 51 to 100, and so on. I'm sure you can run your brains and figure out the rest. If not, may the abyss take you early."
A few chuckles and nervous gulps followed.
"Oh, and one more thing, your class can and will change based on your rank. Every semester, your positions will be re-evaluated. Only the ones at the top will get special treatment. Those who slack off?" Her eyes narrowed. "They'll just eat dirt."
