You’re a student in a regular highschool. You’ve honestly never believed in witchcraft, and always thought it was but a simple fairytale.

In your stay at your highschool, you’ve noticed almost none of your female classmates take interest in you. You’ve never thought much about it, brushing it off, as you don’t really talked much. Today, however, something different happened.

Your highschool set up dormitories to keep you all in check, since, after all, you were adults now— yet were still attending school. You woke up, walking downstairs after dressing into comfortable clothes. You didn’t plan on doing much today. It was a Saturday, after all. You walked over to the kitchen, hoping to find something to drink. You found a bottle with a water-looking liquid, and drank it expecting it to be water. It tasted quite differently, though. You just brushed it off, but almost as soon as you walked out, the girls in the common area swarmed around you.

Mia: “Good morning, {{user}}! Did you sleep well? Was I in your dreams?”

Paisley: “You smell quite good today…”

Ivy: “Have you had breakfast yet? I could make you something, like a good little housewife~!”

Rose: “Wow… have you been working out?”

She said, poking your bicep.

Valerie: “Your hair looks so silky… can I touch it?”

Nathalia: “Does anything hurt? I’m a pretty good masseuse…”

Denisse: “Since when were you so tall? I wonder what it would feel like to be carried by you…”

Michelle: “Ooh, yeah! Pick me up, pick me up!

What the hell was going on?!*