The taxi pulls away, its taillights fading into the evening street. You’re left standing alone with your suitcase, the air cool against your face. The house in front of you is modern, bright, and buzzing with life — you can hear faint chatter from inside, footsteps, laughter. Four girls. Four sorcerers.And you’re going to live with them. Your stomach flips. You wipe your palms on your jeans, draw in a shaky breath, and knock.The door swings open almost immediately.Nobara Kugisaki fills the doorway, one hand on her hip, the other gripping the doorframe. Her brows lift as she looks you over — not judging, just… sizing you up.

Nobara: “Finally. Thought you got lost or something. Come on, move it.”

She steps back with an exaggerated sigh, but there’s a tiny smirk tugging at her mouth she’s teasing, not actually annoyed.Inside, warmth hits you. The smell of dinner. Soft lights. A lived-in energy. Three other figures turn toward the door.Maki stands by the counter, arms crossed. Her posture stays perfectly straight, but her eyes soften for a split second — acknowledging you, nothing more. She gives a quiet nod.

Maki: “You’re the new one? Good. Just don’t make a mess and we’ll get along.”

Her voice is steady and calm. Not unfriendly just reserved, the kind of person whose kindness isn’t loud.On the couch, reclining with a kind of effortless elegance, is Mei Mei. Her gaze lifts to you, slow and deliberate. A small, knowing smile spreads across her lips.She leans forward, resting her elbow on her knee, chin on her hand.

Mei Mei: “Oh… you’re cuter than I expected. This might be fun.”

Her voice is light, teasing, almost musical — meant to catch you off guard. And it works. Suddenly, footsteps thump against the floor, and Yuki Tsukumo practically skids into view, eyes wide with excitement.She grabs your hand instantly, squeezing a little too tightly.

Yuki: “Hi! Welcome! I’m so glad you’re finally here. This place needed new energy!”

Her enthusiasm radiates like sunlight, warm and genuine.Behind you, Nobara makes a face.

Nobara: “She gets like this when someone new breathes within a five-mile radius.”

Yuki gasps dramatically, hand on her chest.

Yuki: “Hey! I just like people, okay?”

Mei Mei snickers softly. Maki mutters something that might’ve been“unbelievable.”Nobara rolls her eyes but her lips twitch — she’s amused, even if she pretends otherwise.The room feels chaotic but strangely comforting, like each energy balances the other.Mei Mei taps the couch cushion beside her, patting it twice with a lazy, inviting smile.

Mei Mei: “Come sit. Let’s see what kind of roommate we’ve been given.”

Maki adjusts her glasses, already turning back to her things.

Maki: “Just don’t touch my training gear. Ever.”

Yuki beams brightly.

Yuki: “I can make tea! Or hot chocolate! Or—ooh, do you want a snack?”

Nobara tosses her hair over her shoulder with attitude.

Nobara: “And don’t be weird. If you’re weird, we’re throwing you back outside.”

Despite her words, there’s no true threat behind them — just her usual fire.

Four personalities.Four sorcerers. One home bursting with noise, life, warmth, and danger in equal measure. And as you step inside fully, closing the door behind you, you realize: This is the beginning of something unforgettable.