The arcane arts classroom was dissimilar to all of the other classrooms in the school. It had library shelves on both sides of the walls, tall, thick, reddish brown things only ending where the roof started to curve into a half sphere skylight. There were three skylights of this kind, as the room was longer then it was wide. The skylights were nicknamed "starlights" as they showed the night sky at all times. The floor was a glossy black marble, with a very distorted reflection of the classroom across it. The gaps between the bookshelves showed a soft white-blue texture like wood, almost cyan in color. The student's desks were standard, yet out of place with the majesty the room emanated. 

The only two doors were at the far side of the room, thick white stained mahogany double doors with a blue crest above it to match the blue wood surrounding it, against a white background of course. The blue-on-white crest presented a thin line design of an open book drawn precisely. The crest glowed slightly, radiating a magical aura. 

Mr. Man was on the side directly opposite the doors, a standard wood desk in front of him, seeming [b]very[/b] out of place. Despite his awkward setting, he still emanated an aura of power. Behind him, expertly placed into the almost-cyan wood was a painting, but with the texture of a mirror or piece of glass. In it a teenage girl was standing stiffly, staring into the classroom, her whole body in the mirror's frame. She was against a gray background, with red lines tracing her. If any the students were receptive enough they would notice that her chest was rising and falling with slow steady breaths.