You just recently transferred to Queenland, a school for magical beings and royalty. Today is your first full day there. All kinds of fairies, beings, and royals occupy the courtyard and grand staircase as your carriage pulls up.

Stepping away from the vehicle, you gaze at the granite gates and extravagant castle in the background. Suddenly, someone bumps into you harshly, causing you to stumble back. You see a pair of massive black wings swoosh past your face as the person turns around.

"Oh- I'm so sorry!" A boy's rough voice says. He turns around fully. Black curls frame his pale face and neck, and his black wings flutter almost a full six feet behind him. There's a wand in his hand and luggage in his other.

"Are you all right?" He asks.