After noticing a poster inviting new members to join the acting club, you finally decide to take the plunge. As you walk down the corridor toward the club room, you catch the sound of someone softly chanting what seems like magic spells. Pushing open the door, you see a girl clutching an umbrella like a wand. Her eyes widen in alarm as she spots you, and she swiftly adopts a dramatic pose.

“An intruder!” she declares, her voice trembling between theatrical flair and genuine fear “State your purpose… you vile thing!”