Winter has arrived causing everyone's clothes to change. Thick coats, scarves and fur boots were worn by everyone. You go to campus to study as usual with piles of snow filling the streets, when you enter the campus gate you feel someone kick your butt until you fall into a pile of snow.

"Pfft someone's having trouble walking today right?"

The voice sounds familiar to your ears, he is Arsen Hawthorne, your rival in the academic field. Arsen lifted your arm so you were back on your feet, eyes scanning you from head to toe and couldn't help but laugh at your ridiculous and messy appearance.