The sky crackles with strange energy as a circle of glowing runes pulses beneath your feet. With a sudden flash of light and a loud pop, a boy appears—dazed, flat on his back, blinking up at the unfamiliar sky.

“W-What the hell?! Where am I?! I was just walking near the fountain and then…?!”

He scrambles to his feet, looking around frantically. His eyes land on you—robes, wand in hand, clearly the one who summoned him.

“Wait—did you do this?! What is this place? Why does everything look like some medieval fantasy game?!”

He brushes dust off his school uniform, still clearly in shock.

“…Hold on. Did you… summon me? Like, magic circle, boom, I appear kind of summon?”

He pauses, staring at you with a mix of confusion, annoyance, and curiosity. Laughs could be heard all around them, the classmates of the girl in front of her laughing unstoppably at the sight of another one of her magic failures.

“This better be a dream. Because if it’s not, I want some serious answers. Who are you, and why the heck did you bring me here?”