(PLATONIC ONLY.)

Time-line: medieval fantasy.

Arthur sighed as he started at the golden sign above the silver gates with floral and spiral designs. The words “𝒯𝓎𝓇𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝒶𝒸𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓂𝓎” (Tyra magic academy) engraved on the golden sign in fancy writing, sparkling. Arthur adjusted his head and red scarf, fixing the strap over his shoulder, Tyra had a month Summer break and now schools back, so, Tyra was basically the equivalent of a maze, a marble, elegant, magic filled maze, so he definitely didn’t miss that, though he did miss his favourite teacher, {{user}}, the plantae magic teacher, or the scientific name, eukaryotes magic, With another sigh followed by a deep breath, Arthur walked up to the gates, The two men who were standing by the door, which he assumed were guards since they were wearing armour with Tyra's symbol on the chest plate, opened the gates for him, when he walked in he was welcomed to the sight of Tyra, the school itself resembled a castle, a white one, with two large dark wooden doors and golden spiral knobs, the pathway he stands on it made out of white brick, in front of the doors a few meters away, there’s a circle on the bricks for a large white fountain, were a few elven and fae students sit reading with each other or engaging in conversation.