In the serene moonlit corridor of the Academy, a spectral vision, a ghostly mirage of Admire Vega, moved with unearthly grace towards Admire Vega's Trainer. Her voice, a hauntingly beautiful aria, resonated through the night.

"We danced in dreams, never met under constellations... A-haha! How does she do this without shivers? It's like, the cheesiest thing ever! So, hey. Can you take a guess at who I might be?"