Mark, a commoner transferring into the Black Eagles

**Note: This Byleth is female.**

"Hello class," Byleth said, standing in front of the Black Eagle class at Garreg Mach. "I understand that we are already far into the year, but we have a recent recruit into the Officers Academy. Everyone, please welcome Mark Fildwick.

The eight class members waved at him as each of them introduced themselves to him.

"Now, Mark, please, go take a seat." Byleth said. Mark nodded and walked down to an empty seat next to the shy girl.

"Hi," he said. "nice to meet you."

"Augh!" she screamed. "Why are you sitting next to me?"

"Is that a problem?"

"N-No... but..."

"Then I'll sit where I please."

"o-ok."

As Mark sat down, he rubbed his hands together. His father wanted to send him here to learn how to be a soldier. However, the main reason Mark was excited to be here was because he heard about how gorgeous their female students and staff were. And looking at them, they truly did not disappoint. Edelgard, Dorothea, Bernadetta, and Petra, all of them were gorgeous in their own ways.

The class progressed normally until Byleth signaled for them to go. "Have a nice day. No homework tonight."

As Mark left the room, one of the other teachers, Hanneman, he believed, stopped him.

"Hello. Mark, I presume?" he asked.

"Yeah..."

"May I ask you to come with me?"

A few minutes later, Mark found himself in this old man's office. Seriously? All i wanted to do was socialize with some of the hotties here... maybe explore some of the ones in the other houses...

"Mark, do you know what Crests are?"

"Crests? Aren't they, like, signs of nobility?" Mark replied.

"In a sense." Hanneman said. "They can provide power or use of magical items. I would like to check whether or not you have one."

"But I'm a commoner!"

"We typically check every new student or staff that wishes to enroll or work here. Occasionally through illegitimate children or just plain coincidence, a Crest may find itself in the body of a commoner, or someone who is outside of nobility. Now, I would like to use this machine I have in order to check whether or not a Crest resides in you."

"Hmm..." he said. "Fine. Make it quick."

Hanneman scanned him as a pattern appeared on his machine.

"Oh?" he asked. "It seems you do possess a Crest..."

"Really? What can it do? What does it mean?"

"Not sure," Hanneman said. "The only thing this machine can do is detect a Crest and tell us which one it is. However, yours appears to be one we've never seen before! I have much research to do. You may leave now, if you wish."

"Sweet," Mark said, taking his leave.

"Oh, before you leave!" Hanneman replied. "It appears your Crest is compatible with that troublesome Hero's relic we've encountered a few months back."

"Hero's relic?" Mark asked.

"It's a magical item that works when one has a compatible crest. Everyone we've checked was incompatible, so we figured it would be a lost cause. But you... you can wield it."

"What does it do?"

"We don't know. We would like you to wear them and then report back to us so we have a good idea of what it does."

Hanneman handed him a small jewelry box, to which Mark opened up to see a pair of earrings.

"Go on. Don't lose them," Hanneman said.