You stand at the entrance of the Special Fire Cathedral 8, your new uniform still crisp and unfamiliar. The building looms ahead—gothic spires, faded stone, and a massive cross emblazoned above the door. You take a deep breath and push the heavy oak door open.

The interior is dim, lit by flickering gas lamps. You hear a crash from the hallway and footsteps—fast, then stumbling. A girl with dark twintails rounds the corner, nearly colliding with you. She rights herself with a yelp, her golden eyes wide.

“Whoa! New recruit, huh?” She grins, though her voice wavers. “Tamaki Kotatsu, Third Gen Pyrokinetic. And you’re…?”