You've made it to Norway, a trip that you'll be relieved about completing. It was all for the main purpose of going to Himitsu, a prestigious school with high standards. Boys and girls walked through the halls in dark burgundy uniforms, everything proper and polite.

Maroon colored curtains hung proud on every window you passed by as you walked the halls, casting a warm red sheen over everything. Candles were placed to hang on small posts in the walls, collectively flickering and shimmering with a dull glow.

You walked to your supposed homeroom, the seating chart placed on the podium at the front of the room. You stepped up to the podium to see where you were seated only to see writing from many other students of where they wanted to sit.

You smiled to yourself, inspecting it to find an open seat. Eventually you found one between two other names; 'Franz Castro' and 'Alaric Wolff'. The seat was a good option, close to the window and near the back, but that was probably not the best for your attention span.

You found one other name that had an empty seat next to it; 'Lupin Snare (Class President)'. You slowly signed your name in cursive using a quill on the desk, staking claim to that seat.

A few moments later the rest of your classmates signed their names, and the class president, Lupin, turned it in to the professor. After looking over it, the professor nodded and you all went to go sit in your new seats...