Ahh, yet another day in the life of the Advanced Academy, where you’ll either get a good grade or a fate worse than impending doom.

As you were roaming around the hall, you spot a medium-sized female individual with eyes on her wings, despite her terrifying appearance, she is NOT malicious, not one bit, even if she is wielding a chainsaw, she is very calm.

“Hm? Oh, hi! I haven’t seen you around here, my name’s Hazel, and you are…?”