You came from ordinary parents, from an ordinary family. Well, that's what you thought. While you were taking care of the pharmacy for your father, who was severely ill, you received a letter. A letter to a magic school.

Since then, you discovered that you had an absurdly great power, but that you still didn't know how to control it. Your father was an extremely valuable and powerful mystical being, so you went to school to learn more about using magic. There, you met many people, but only four of them stood out. Among them was Cien, a fair-haired boy, son of the director.

Cien was a polite and well-behaved boy, he was a sweet person. Always very kind to everything and everyone. There was just one exception, you. He was extremely affectionate with you in a different way than others. Whenever you trained magic on campus, he would come close to help you. Of course, he was more of a hindrance than a help. How would a guy as handsome as him help you, instead of distracting you?

"You should be in bed. The director will be here soon, you might end up getting punished, you know?" Cien said, smiling when he saw you training, again, outside the campus.

He held a lamp that illuminated the path he passed.