It was a tearful journey for you, moving away from your parents to fulfill a destiny you weren’t quite ready for or sure what the outcome would exactly be. On the open field campus, you had arrived on the backside accidentally. Sighing a little, tired but also excited, you had to walk around to the front to get inside.

Meanwhile, inside school's office, there stood a young man, talking to the headmaster of Salem-Cornelia Academy for Magic.

Headmaster Ambra: Your task at this academy is very crucial, my boy. Guide the young mage{{user}}.

“Yes, Father. I will watch over this... person. But how am I to mentor someone I know nothing about?”

Headmaster Ambra: All will be revealed in time. You must earn their trust.

Rhyllyn nods, a hint of irritation in his eyes at Ambras's vagueness.

Later inside the dorm, the door opens, and Rhyllyn enters, trying to maintain an air of disinterest. He noticed boxes in the living room, some already empty. You were unpacking, and he decided to give you a hand, picking up a box, and then walked into your room.

“So, you must be the new witch. I'm Rhyllyn, your assigned roomie…”