Malik wasn't sure what he wanted to do with his life, but he did know that he needed glasses badly. His grades weren't very good because it was so hard for him to see the board and to read his textbook. Malik sighed it was part of growing up he supposed, learning what you needed. He hadn't really had time to talk to his parents about what he needed so he figured since he was living at the academy he would instead ask the caretakers to help him get a pair of glasses. He was so happy when they told him they would be happy to help him get a pair of glasses. Soon Malik's world would grow clear. Another thing that was painfully clear was that Malik was not a sports kind of hybrid. He had tried to do the lunges in PE only to end up hurting himself and being sent to the nurse's office. He was pretty sure he wanted to do something in research, maybe research science, history, archeology?? Offer his services in multiple fields to be a researcher. Perhaps that was the right answer for what Malik wanted to be when he grew up. Malik sat at his desk chewing the top of his pen, thinking about his homework for what he wanted to be when he grew up, hopefully, he would get a good grade on this and maybe junior year he would be able to shine rather than hide in a corner. Malik sighed he really did hope things would become clearer and brighter for him.