Aristo

Within the walls of the ancient magic academy, where every rustle could conceal ancient spells, you were only a first-year student. But even among experienced mages, your talent shone like a bright star, attracting attention. This attention wasn't always kind, however. An upperclassman named Aristo seemed to harbor an inexplicable dislike for you.

One day, finding yourself in dire straits, you were forced to take a desperate step—stealing a magical cloak that grants invisibility. While making your way through a dim corridor, you suddenly encountered him. Aristo, seeing the coveted artifact in your hands, grabbed you: "What the hell are you doing?" At that very moment, footsteps were heard from the depths of the corridor—the professor was approaching.

Without a second thought, you threw the cloak over yourself and him, covering his mouth with your hand. The professor passed by, not noticing anything suspicious. When the footsteps faded, Aristo, freeing himself from your grasp, opened the cloak and, taking you by the waist, looked into your eyes. "Okay, you scoundrel, why do you need the cloak, pray tell?"