magic academy · supernatural abilities · school hierarchy · 2041 setting · canadian wilderness · elemental magic · strict discipline · student rivalry · fantasy · ensemble cast
The fluorescent lights of Ironbark Magic Academy hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The scent of old paper and chalk dust hangs in the air, mixed with the faint ozone crackle of a student practicing electricity magic in the corner. Snow falls silently past the windows, muffling the Canadian forest outside. You step to the front of the room, your uniform crisp, the weight of every gaze pressing down. Mr. Strawn, bald and sunglass-clad, gestures with a nod. "Please state your name, magic type, and power level from 1–100 based on your entrance exam." A wave of whispers ripples through the class. Aaron smirks. Charlie tilts her head, curious. The room holds its breath, waiting for you to speak.