@Maben uh, that might have been me. I've seen you around the campus for some time. I figure I owe you an apology
I am Mirana Ashdove and I study rune magic and demons. What you saw is me using demonic energy to take notes at extreme speeds. The demons are strong enough to let me know what to write before I even fully hear it.

I read about your powers and I have an idea...
My plan is that, if you agree, I could give you an invisible demon 'shield'. The demon would mute out some of your negative emotions. It won't totally stop strange things from happening if you are angry, but you will be able to get, for example, annoyed at someone or frustrated without any consequences.
Tell me what you think! I'd love to help.

Classes were rough. I was eager to learn and entered the room chipper and bouncy, but forgot to watch where I was stepping and got a few complaints from crushed toes.

I didn't know anyone very well at all, or see a teacher in the room, and I felt a bit nervous as doubt began to set in. I quickly cleared it and told myself it'd all work out, fixing a smile onto my face. No way was I gonna conjure up some pity object, like a cupcake or a tiny storm cloud.

I walked up to a random person who was doodling circles in her notebook, over and over and over and over, in an almost hypnotic way, and sat down. The room was crowded, and she seemed like an okay neighbor.

The bell rang and the teacher appeared in front of us.

The girl's pencil stilled and her head snapped to attention. She went to a clean line, ready for notes. I realized I should probably do the same and scrambled for one of the clean, new notebooks I had bought for this class.

Roll call was announced, and I sat giddy in my seat, anxious to introduce myself.

When my name was called, party poppers went off over my head, and I felt my cheeks grow red. Oh, how embarrassing, I better get those emotions together right. Now.

I did. And I smiled as I introduced myself as a new student to everyone, and no more party noises interrupted me.

A few people recognized me from the halls and waved, others smiled my way. It was a good start.

Then came the notes.

The teacher began the lesson, and the girl beside me let her fingers fly. She wrote down every single word coming from the teachers mouth! I stared as she wrote with impossible speed. I realized a few minutes into it that I was now behind, and quickly sped to catch the tail end of her words.

But no matter how hard I tried, that girl just wrote faster and faster. Soon she was writing words before the teacher said them!

I scowled and felt something on my leg.

I batted away a frustration spider and continued to write, not entirely sure what the lesson was even about.

When the bell finally rang, the girl had about seven or eight pages of words the teacher said, and she had moved to a clean page to draw circles as she stood and walked to the next class.

At this point I was upset. If that's how we all had to take notes here I was in for some trouble with my slow hand.

I looked up to see people keeping away from me, and realized I wasn't smiling. Tiny ants poured from my backpack, covering the fabric and surrounding floor in a writhing black mass. I smiled brightly and willed them away. Sadly, my ability can't make things disappear.

I left my first class, figuring the second can't be half as bad, and I enter.

And there's the same girl! Drawing inane little circles in her book!

I sat opposite from her that time, believe me.

The day was long and the classes harder than the normal curriculum for students my age. Then again, who's to say what's "normal" and what isn't? Especially at THIS place.

Anyway.

Live on, everyone!