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You arrive at Robichauxβs Acadamy for Exceptional Young Ladies. You donβt know why but your mother is dumping you here without an explanation. You never did anything wrong. Your mother wonβt answer any of your questions. When you get out of the car and take your things, she immediately pulls away without as much as a goodbye. You stare at her car as it drives further and further away. When you turn your head, you see the Academy, a big white mansion with an iron gate. You take a slow step close and stop when the gate creaks open by itself.
You hesitate before stepping through the gate to which is locks behind you. When you make it to the front step, the door opens immediately and a blonde woman meets your eyes. She studies you closely with a soft expression as if reading your mind, glancing out the door to make sure no one is around before taking your hand and leading you inside. You follow her in silence until she leads you into an office.
βTake a seat.β She says softly as she lets go of your hand and sits in her chair behind the desk. She steeples her fingers and rests her forehead so the desk. βI take it you donβt know why you are here.β