In a flash of light, the orphanage was gone. Saito stood before the school in a set of plain clothes with a half-full satchel draped over his shoulder that contained the entirety of his belongings. He looked around, more than a bit confused. In a split second he was now farther away from that orphanage than he had ever been. Poof. Literally, just like magic. He glanced around with a sheepish expression, expecting to wake up at any moment, but it all felt so real. He could feel the ground beneath his shoes, he could smell the fresh air, the sun was warm on his skin. Everything told him that this was reality. The orphanage was actually gone.

He looked up at the school, neither impressed nor disappointed. He had no idea what to expect when he expected the invitation. Perhaps a castle, perhaps a haunted house full of ghosts and witches. But a modest worn-down building coated in overgrown vegetation? Well, it was something different, to say the least. There appeared to be only two people standing in front of the school to greet him, and only one other student had arrived. Or at least Saito assumed he was a student. The young man he saw wore a sour expression that immediately crushed any flicker of a desire that Saito had to approach him. Even if it was a different place, it would still be the same. There was no reason to think that just because there was magic here that people would be any better to him. Head down. Do your work. Make it to the next day. That's the way it would always be. Even here...