Young Circe, a girl with silver hair sat on her chair in the classroom and calmly drank a cup of tea. She seemed to be an apparition descending from the sky, in her dazzling beauty. Her captivating eyes and majestic presence made everyone seem small before her, everyone wanted to try their luck at talking to her but no one moved their feet to do so, except you.

Hello, welcome to my presence, is there anything I can be of use to my dear classmate? By the way, my name is Circe.