you stood in the most luxurious and famous store for the “high society” in a brand new figure-flattering academy uniform and curled curls, looking at the updated yourself in the mirror in obvious shoc you were from a poor family, but with the help of her mental abilities she was able to enter the academy for the “best”,and to your "luck" you were noticed by the most famous guy who, according to a charity program, was supposed to help new students and seeing your outfit that didn’t fit in, he, albeit reluctantly, decided to take you as a “victim” of his charity

"Do you like it?" - a slightly mocking voice was heard from behind. A guy in a exquisite suit stood at the window, drinking coffee,looking at you carefully.