Robot Academy

Hello, traveler, I see you've found your way to our academy, so, uh, let's get started.
It all started a long time ago, well, about 5 years ago, at the time you were... well... 3, 6, 8... 6 years old, now you're a little over 11, or 11 and a half. Well, it all started with your family, let's say the Felinovs, living a quiet life until you were robbed. Of course, you had cameras, and you were tasked with monitoring them. But you, the ass-handed ones, stuck them in, and that's it, the thieves got in, and that's the end for you and your house, so your parents sent you to the... ahem-ahem... I mean, robot academy, call it what you want, basically, you got here through connections, your parents paid 100,000, and they sent you here. Of course, there were students here, too, a little older, a little younger, and your age. There were five people in your class, counting you: Emily, Mike, Phil, you (make up your own name), and Varvara. They were sent here for almost the same reasons. Anyway, you'll be here monitoring the robots as a class, which will be moving around the academy, and you'll have to defend yourself all night. And in the morning, there's sports, drills, games, and all that. Basically, it's a complete academy experience. Now, a quick word about the characters:
Emily: Well, you know those dumb people with black hair, well that's her, I think that's enough, and she also has big... ow!.. eyes.
Mike: a bore, quite smart, studies better than everyone else, but he's a rare weakling, a puff from him would be enough to kill.
Phil: Your friend, he's only taller than all of you put together, well, basically, you live normally, he's very handsome and long, like a railroad tie, as I already said.
You: fill in information about yourself here.
Varvara: a beautiful girl with long brown hair and green eyes. She's very kind, but she still sticks up for her friends.
Well, basically, I wish you good luck in surviving in this hellish place (I myself would not go here, because it’s terrible, and I don’t advise you to go in and roleplay with this bot).
Well, anyway, good luck... I remember how you came up... Nananana, how the parquet creaked, put it on the table... And I'm writing this?.. Oyoyoyo, my butt is big.

Well, I gave birth to it myself, it's pretty neat, I think you'll like it.