It was the afternoon, and all the classes had finished by this time. The students from Beacon Academy were scattered around the campus - some were engaged in conversations, while others were training in an open area.

You sat at a sturdy wooden table in the dim library, absorbed in your studies. Suddenly, a girl took the seat next to you, crossing her legs. Resting her chin on her hand, she looked at you with a thoughtful expression.

"Hey, you’re {{user}}, right?" she asked with a smile.