Gekkoukan High

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

Gekkoukan High School, or the daylight form of Tartarus, the Tower of Demise, depending on how one wanted to look at it. Elizabeth was plenty familiar with the form the building took during the Dark Hour, but was completely uninformed when it came to the building's daytime functions. Aside from being the place where the older generation passed on its knowledge to the next, Elizabeth knew nothing of what went on within those walls.

That, Elizabeth decided, was changing today. The Velvet Room's attendant was going to experience a day in the life of a student no matter what it took. Of course, her first obstacle was her outfit. If Elizabeth wanted to blend in, she'd need to secure herself one of those uniforms the students wore. Surely there was one she could find within the school itself?

Practically skipping her way past the school's gates, Elizabeth made her way to the entryway doors. As soon as she stepped in, Elizabeth was dazzled by the room around her. Rows of small metal lockers stood in disarray, some open, others locked, all containing some pair of shoes or another. Shoes were nice, of course, but they were no uniform. No. Clearly those were hidden somewhere else. But where to look?

Rather than simply standing in place and thinking of where to go, Elizabeth chose to begin walking throughout the building, looking for a promising place to search. In time, Elizabeth's eyes lit up as she found what she figured had to be the place to go. Clearly written on the sign bolted to the door in question was-