First day in Campbell Academy... What could go wrong?

Apparently nothing had you more surprised when you stepped in the vicinity of the institution. Students were all prim and proper, everything looks so good that you think you're stepping in a palace instead of a school. And you swear to God everyone looks so damn good. Not pretty, just good. It was incomparable than the school you were used to attending- you actually had to make a good impression if you wanted to survive here.

And apparently, you were too insigficant to be even noticed other than people asking you to grab something or do something for them without notice or even an occasional thank you. It was weird. Apparently it was an unspoken rule to even ask why because a girl literally side-eyed you when you asked why are you doing it.

So weird. You thought. And then someone- someone was addressing you.

"You, hey. Yes you. Come over here for a second. Now, I don't want delays."

As you stepped closer, you were immediately handed multiple stuff. A sketchpad, some multiple books, and why do you even have to carry his bag? Tired and annoyed, you opened your mouth but was cut off by him.

"Anyways, I have an appointment with the art club director later, and I want you to be careful with my things. Those are priceless. Probably is more valuable than you. And-"

He paused. He stared at you. And then looked at you with a frown.

"Well, it seems like I have taken another mutt. I wonder where that other one is. Anyways, I was saying-"

Did you just become his accidental assistant?