Laying on his bed with eyes half-closed watching the ceiling while silently drifting in his own thoughts.
Vlad was resting barely asleep in the doorms room that he was assigned.
It felt weird being all alone here with no close ones beside him.
Even with his new 'Friend' who acted like a weirdo he looked back on his previous life where he had someone he could lean on, atleast one person whom he trusted unconditionally.
'Not really.'
He hasn't opened up to anyone in the slightest aswell as his roommate who was probably the only reason they even were close.
'Maybe now was the time to finally socialize with someone' He thought to himself while getting off the bed.
Putting on a new uniform he found inside a wardrobe, he couldn't help but notice how nice it was to move around with.
It didn't felt like some fancy suit, rather it was as if it itself was designed for more flexible movement.
While brushing his teeth in the bathroom he barely noticed with his sleepy eyes that there was something black on his face.
He tried to brush it off but the stain didn't seem to dissapear.
It was then that his vision cleared that he saw a moustache drawn under his nose.
*
"Welcome, welcome!"
A hearty voice came through the speakers in the walls.
I along other new students have been gathered inside a big room, probably a lecture hall of sorts.
Regular students took a seat in one of the rows of chairs while i, aswell as other prestige class students sat at the very front as if to show their superiority.
The headmaster stood on the stage with the same warm smile from yesterday while overlooking students who entered the room.
'it's suffocating'
I never liked such events, not only did i have a stage-fright but also due to me recieving mana as my reward, i could feel just how strong everyone was around here.
To my surprise i didn't feel anything from headmaster at all as if he didn't posses an ounce of mana around here.
'i wonder if it's the same with Elizabeth.'
I was curious how she was doing right now, she was the only person who actually knew about my situation so it was inevitable that i would lean on her quite a bit.
Just being here made me understand why she put me in such training the moment i learned how to walk without wobbling.
"Quiet down please."
The headmaster said as everyone turned to look at him.
"I'm glad to inform you that all of you had passed the entrance exam and are now part of us." He pointed to his right where five empty seats stood.
"Of course, for the purpose of introducing you to our beloved proffesors, i shall tell you a little about them so that you can decide what path to follow in the near future."
The beams of light focused on the stairs to the stage as a man walked up to the stage with his arms behind his back.
His glasses hiding his eyes while he stood straight like a big pole in the middle of the stage.
His dark hair was slicked back revealing his pale forehead.
Around him, as if a weighing down on us was a thick layer of what seemed to be mana but the murky color of it made it seem as if it was some sort of mud.
Looking at my side, no one seemed to feel a thing as they listened to headmasters presentation.
"Although hes a little less-known than the rest of the Proffesors, as the head of the supernatural department he is in league of his own! "
"A round of applause for.." His hand seemed to press something.
"Professor Ezekiel Hudson!"
- Pop!
A bunch of confetti shot into the air covering the said Ezekiel in it.
- Clap.
Everyone turned to look towards the single person who started to clap out of sheer boredom and habit which was of course, me.
'did i.. mess up?'
Thankfully someone else started to clap, followed by the next one until everyone started clapping albeit a little unenthusiastically.
"Phew."
"Embarassing right?"
"Don't talk to me."
That freak, i just had to happen to sit next to him.
The Proffesor sat down on one of the chairs while brushing the confetti of his shoulders.
Entrance Ceremony proceeded with presenting three more proffesors.
A serious looking man in a dark blue uniform, his build was similar to the brute i met in the tunnel but his height not as much, maybe twenty centimeteres smaller.
I could tell by his face that he felt ridiculous doing something like this as his face winced after headmaster called out his name and he got covered in confetti.
"Instructor Ian Miller."
- Woo!
An old lady with a small posture who dressed like a witch with that weird pointy hat and robes slightly longer than intended.
She supported her body with what seemed to be a wooden staff similar to the one headmaster had but less striking.
"Proffesor Catherine Little."
'pfft!'
- Yeaa!
I barely held back my laugh after hearing this yet everyone looked so serious as if maybe scared.
While she sat down i felt a glare from somewhere but couldn't exactly find where from.
Red haired guy who looked no older than us as he couldn't stand still and looked over some of the students including me.
He wore a wool shirt, some worn down trousers and what seemed to be a pair of welding goggles resting around his neck.
I couldn't tell if he was an actual teacher or nor by his dirty appearance but they wouldn't let just anybody walk up onto the stage so i simply waited.
"Gabe Anvil."
Someone from my row started clapping and i noticed a guy who looked eerily similar to the said proffesor.
'I wonder if they are brothers.'
Although the lack of smile after seeing him is probably not a good sign.
"Who do you think the last proffesor is? I heard that they're coming back from retirement."
Marco spoke to me in his friendly manner which i tried to ignore.
"And lastly, a woman of strenght and passion who is my close friend of many years who decided to teach you, the new generation herself!"
'do i know someone who can be a teacher here?-'
- Tak.
The sound of heels clanging against the hard wooden floor resounded through the hall.
Everyone got quiet as they saw the person walking up to the stage.
Her dress shone brightly under the light of reflectors as if it was made out of snow.
Her long hair fell down her shoulders looking like a bundle of white clouds.
It was as if she stood at the top of us all with her overwhelming pressence seemingly wanting to swallow us.
"Even though she is a living legend, she decided to come back here so please.."
His eyes looked at her as if at a close friend.
"A round of applause for Professor Elizabeth, The White Lady."
*
'i really hate these type of events..'
After introducing us to the Professors, the headmaster proceeded to give the longest speech i ever heard before letting us go.
Right now we had a hour long break before beggining our first lessons of this school year.
"This is so stupid."
I didn't even have enough time to memorize one tenth of this academy and we already had to study?
I barely even remember where my dorm is, not that its hard to spot.
The academy is split into two parts, one for the regular students and one for prestige class.
Right now the lesson we are going to have are jointed due to most students still deciding on their major subjects which there can be three chosen from.
Combat.
Magic.
Rift.
Survival.
And Wish, which was locked until we became 2nd years.
If my hunch is correct, then the person leading combat Department is Elizabeth.
'i still need to choose two more.'
The two other subjects would need to be of high importance for me so the joint class is a great opportunity for me.
'Lets just hope i will actually be able to do it.'