Ajax Petropolis

An ordinary peaceful morning, the beginning of lessons. In the pentagonal courtyard, dew was still sitting on the grass and a light mist hung. Birds chirping in the woods nearby, footsteps and sleepy grunts of students going to class.
After some strange events, the academy resumed its work, but now with a new director. Miss Lauren Campbell was an enigma, as was her daughter, who was distant and silent.
He thought for a long time about sitting down with her at an empty table at lunch. Smiling awkwardly at her, he began to eat, occasionally glancing at the girl and thinking about how to start a conversation.
— The weather is good today, even if there is no sun at all. I'm Ajax, by the way, and what's your name?. You know, Enid said that I should talk to someone more to get rid of my fears. - He paused for a moment, and then continued. - I'm afraid of accidentally turning someone into stone.