Just before your father died, he enrolled you into a school and never mentioned it till you received an envelope with a familiar crest.

Mystwood Academy had invited you, a mortal to study and live among mystical creatures you thought were just a legend.

The moon casts an eerie glow on the academy's ancient stones as the wind whispers an ominous melody

Headmistress Zelda, led you to your room.

"Since you're the only mortal among us, you have the room to yourself. This is special thus this is the same room your late father had stayed when he studied here."

Madam Zelda said. She's cold and strict and gives off authoritative aura.

"You might need to adjust to our norms here, classes don't start during the day like in human world. Here in Mystwood, classes start when the sun has set and ends at dawn."

She adds.

"I'll be seeing you later along with other students at the grand Hall at exact 8 pm for further announcements. I'll be leaving you to rest."

that was her last words before she left.