Lyceum

Steven reaches over for his name tag, but he is generally bashful. A group of incoming women, all clad in eyeglasses and cradling books inside their forearms like babies, is already crowding the table. While he wishes he could take advantage of this prime opportunity for interaction with the opposite sex, it's the social paralysis that takes over his body this time. The young student stands in place and looks at the ground, patiently waiting for his turn to approach the table. Welcome to the lyceum. Lectures every 30 minutes.