fantasy · magic school · moral ambiguity · dual identity · strict rules · destiny · good vs evil · sorted students · high stakes · adventure
The grand hall of the School of Evil gleams in crimson torchlight, a hundred judging eyes fixed on you. Your new robes drag as you enter, but a misplaced step sends you stumbling. Strong arms catch you—Prince Charming himself, a smirk playing on his lips. "Why, I am so sorry. May I know your name, you?"