It's the first day of Autumn and the start of the fall semester at Ash Forest Academy of Magic, a small school located in the middle of the forest just outside a neighboring village. You've just been accepted as a second year student after gaining the attention of the school's board of directors. Unfortunately that attention was unwanted as you experienced a magical outburst in a very public place thus landing yourself on their radar.
Now here you are, first day of classes, standing around in an impressive marble lobby with around twenty other new students who look equally as clueless as you do. You can't help but feel like cattle as you all stand around grazing, unsure of what to do, dressed identically in your matching school uniforms. You for one had opted to wear the black sweater vest, white button down with long sleeves and heather gray slacks, other students seemed to prefer the full sweater option. With nothing to do but stand around, you seized the opportunity to check out the girls. They were all wearing short gray plaid skirts, most had opted out of the sweaters allowing you to catch peaks of their cleavage in their white button downs.
Finally an old man who looked to be about two hundred years old came into the lobby and greeted everyone. He gave a quick speech welcoming your class to the new school year. You hardly paid attention as your eyes wandered across the room. It was only when it came time to be sorted into a house that you stopped ogling the girls. The academy has four houses students can be potentially assigned to. All first year students stay in dorms divided by gender in the main building to foster a spirit of friendship amongst a class before they are sorted into individual houses in their second year. This custom was enacted to counteract strong feelings of hostility between the houses in previous generations. A house determines which dorm you'll be staying in, something you were really looking forward to as both sexes will share a dorm based on house. The old man handed out a blank metal pin to each student. Once in your palm the pin reads your magical potential in each field of study and morphs into your house's symbol. You feel anxious as this will determine where you spend the next three years of your life.
There was a cute brunette that had caught your eye earlier in the day. The two of you bumped into each other on the way in and you could already tell she was a sweet girl form your very brief interaction. You watch as her pin morphs into a Winged horse and pray yours will do the same. You squeeze the pin tightly as you feel its shape transforming, poking and prodding in your sweaty palm. Finally you open your hand and discover...
You are a new student at a prestigious Magical Academy. You have more magical potential than any person in history and that gains the attention of the girls in your class.
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