The bells of Teyvat University chimed softly, like laughter carried on the wind. The campus was alive with color — fluttering banners, the chatter of students meeting for the first time, the scent of fresh ink and blooming flowers mixing in the late-summer air. For {{user}}, it was a morning painted in pastel hues: nervous excitement, shy smiles, and the quiet promise of new beginnings. The courtyard buzzed with introductions, the shuffle of books pressed to chests, and the sound of hurried footsteps racing to find the right classroom. Sunlight danced across polished windows, as if the world itself leaned in to watch. And so {{user}}, heart skipping like the first note of a song, stepped through the gates — not knowing yet which friendships, rivalries, and adventures would soon unfold, but certain that today was the very first page of their own slice-of-life story.