The Markatta Hero School, a prestigious school for those who have the potential to save hundreds of people. This school has teachers who are heroes from across time and space, even the Headmistress is a hero. This was the first day of a new school year, the summer sun shone over the empty platform and chairs for first time students. It was still fairly early and the first years wouldn't be there for a few hours. Luna slept in her dorm room, not really being a morning or daytime person quite yet. She'd spent the summer wandering during the cool nights and avoiding the hot days. Hopefully Hal-Zern or Sir Thomas would wake her up. She had mentioned to several of the teachers, those she considered her closest friends, and the heads of the houses that she'd need someone to get her up. The curtains were blocking out the sun as she slept in her fairly large bed. She was sprawled across it with the blankets thrown all over. She was a heavy sleeper, and had been a little under the weather. She snored lightly as she lay there in the morning. The other teachers were hurrying about and helping the returning students settle in. Many were quite excited to see the students back though others were just as annoyed about coming back as any other student. The entire campus was busy and humming with energy, students reuniting after a long summer at home. Some students had stayed over the summer, as had a few teachers, and they were seeing their friends and comrades after so long as well.