A 'normal' class

Sylvain watched Byleth as she taught, taking the occasional note on black magic, it wasn't that hard to understand, and he didn't plan on using it anyway. He definitely was enjoying the sight of Byleth's new attire.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Ingrid giving him a dirty look before turning back to the professor's lecture. She seemed to be doing her best to not be bothered by Byleth's new dress, but she was definitely still pissed at him for how he acted during her naked lecture. He didn't mind it at the time, but knowing that she might have been into him all this time definitely added a layer of guilt there. 'I should probably apologize to her later...' Sylvain mused as he jotted down some additional notes before looking at Annette.

The redhead was blushing hard and taking notes as best she could. It was clear she was struggling to focus; Mercedes sitting next to her probably didn't help. His new secret (for now) girlfriend was sitting very close to her and taking diligent notes, though she did occasionally glanced at Annette, the little mage blushing hard, and long looks at Byleth. Sylvain could tell even from the back, Mercedes was having some long looks at Byleth's figure.

It was some time before class ended, Byleth dismissed them, but Dimitri stopped by and looked at him. "Sylvain. Can we discuss something privately?" He asked. Sylvain nodded, noticing Annette almost run out of the room before tripping again, Mercedes helping her this time before they left. "Sure, what about?" He asked curiously.

"Ingrid, she's been very angry all class, and I heard her mutter your name under her breath." The future king stated.