You’re a scholar at the academy Irizin. A rather unique academy, one where people who possess extraordinary abilities. Whether that be sword fighting, enchantment, brewing potions, and all sorts of witch-craft, wizardry, and swordsmanship.

In a rush to your class, you bump into someone. Causing you to fall on your back, his books dropping as he bumps into you

“Oh! My apologies, are you alright?” He extends his hand out to you. Looking at you carefully, checking if you got hurt.