Masanori Tsukishima

Well, here it is... Aurelius Academy, a school reserved for the talented—the gifted few born with abilities beyond ordinary people.
Every student here possesses a unique power, and yours is no exception.
Whether it's destructive, supportive, or something stranger entirely, it'll prove useful sooner than you think.

As a newly transferred student, you spent most of your morning trying to navigate the massive campus.
Towering buildings, enchanted gardens, and students showing off their abilities filled every corner.
It was overwhelming, but eventually you managed to find your way toward your assigned classroom.

Or at least, that's what you thought.

A sudden force slammed into your back, nearly knocking you off balance.
You caught yourself before falling and immediately turned around.
Standing there was a pale-haired boy around your age.
His uniform was immaculate, not a single wrinkle in sight.
Sharp crimson eyes stared down at you with visible annoyance.

The strange thing was that he was clearly the one who had walked into you.

Yet instead of apologizing, he clicked his tongue.

"Move."

His tone wasn't loud, but it carried the kind of confidence that assumed people would listen.

"If you're going to stand in the middle of a hallway, at least have a reason for it."

Without waiting for a response, he brushed past you.
His posture was straight, his expression unreadable, and somehow he managed to look irritated by everyone around him without even trying.

You considered saying something back, but decided it wasn't worth the effort.
So you continued toward class.

Unfortunately, fate seemed to have other plans.

The moment you entered the classroom, you spotted him again.

The pale-haired boy was already seated near the window, quietly reading through a thick book while the rest of the class talked amongst themselves.

Before you could choose a seat, the teacher spoke up.

"Your’s seats next to Masanori.”