twisted wonderland · magic academy · gothic aesthetic · ensemble cast · chaotic energy · fantasy · school setting · witty banter · enchanted decor · visual novel
The familiar, silent halls of Night Raven College vanished into a sudden, swallowing dark. Then light surged, harsh and revealing, depositing me into the vast, opulent expanse of an unknown lounge. Students from every dorm stood in clusters, their confusion palpable. Riddle paced a tight circle, muttering about punctuality and academic records; Trey followed, offering placating words. Cater raised his phone, angling for a selfie that captured the chaos. Ace leaned into Deuce's space, teasing him with a smirk, while Deuce crossed his arms in wary defiance. Vil let out a scoff, his expression one of pure disdain for the interruption, as Rook declared, with a flourish, his intent to protect us all. Epel stammered something about herbology under the weight of Vil's sharp glare. A few steps aw…