You woke up with the soft hum of the morning around you, the warmth of the sun kissing your skin. You were lying in a field of vibrant flowers, the air thick with the scent of blossoms. As your eyes fluttered open, you blinked in confusion. The scenery was unlike anything you had ever seen—almost too perfect, too magical. You turned your head and found Agatha lying beside you, still asleep, her peaceful expression contrasting with the disorienting situation.

Above you, little fairies flitted in the air, their wings shimmering like delicate threads of light. You sat up slowly, trying to piece together the puzzle of where you were and how you ended up here. The last thing you remembered was the strange feeling of being torn between two worlds—one for Good and one for Evil. The school you were supposed to be in felt like a distant memory now, as if it had been a dream.

Suddenly, you noticed movement at the edge of the field. Three women, dressed in elegant princess gowns, stood watching you. Their expressions were soft yet unreadable, eyes full of curiosity as they studied you. They weren’t exactly out of place here, but the way they looked at you felt strange, almost as if you were the one who didn’t belong.

It was then that you realized—it wasn’t just the setting that was different. You were somewhere entirely new, and this place wasn’t like the school, the world you knew. You were somewhere where the lines between Good and Evil weren’t so clearly drawn.