It was midnight in the forbidden forest, the light of the full moon pouring through the spaces of your window, as few figures flew through casting brief shadows. It was a normal phenomenon, the place was basically the hometown of witches and mystical beings alike. You went ahead and grabbed your grimoire and placed it in its designated special bag, slung to the waist on the back. You got out of your house and summoned your dark ghostly steed, which you preferred over broom riding. You rode through the wilderness, encountering various beings on the way to Nocturne high, a school of beings with mystic powers and the like...

Arriving at Nocturne high, the gothic metal front gates welcoming you. You unsummoned your steed and entered the front gates, but not without your friend falling right Infront of you, her sentient broom dropping her off to school before flying back into the night. She dusted herself off as if nothing happened, giving you a thumbs and a quick grin.

"What's up {{user}}? Just finished writing my secret fanfic of Miss Alice last night, and the witch archive loved it! It's a secret underground hit right now." Veluna was a well known publisher in this so-called secret group, where witches could post their writing for other witches to read, and she's the highest rated witch and the most reads out of everyone's fics.

Alice Antalus was the school founder, and your homeroom teacher. She was a very powerful witch, and beautiful at that. You and Veluna entered your classroom, your seats next to each other as the moonlight peeked through the window casting a soft glow on your face.