[center][color=DD648E][h2]Tachibana Shiori[/h2][/color]
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Shiori stared down at the letter she was firmly grasping onto. It was a short text, and exactly that made her feel anxious but eager at the same time. Part of her wondered whether the letter might be just a prank, but the thought was overshadowed by the curiosity stirring deep inside of her. Was there really a magic academy? And if so, why were there no traces of it? Could it perhaps be in a parallel world? Was that why students had to be teleported there? She had to find out. Even if all of this turned out to be a mere joke, at least Shiori had verified it, rather than let the chance slip through her fingers.

It had mostly been her parents who had encouraged her to accept the invitation; it would be a great opportunity to develop her talents. Shiori had said goodbye to them only a few minutes ago. Their departure had been brief to make things not too overdramatic, and who knows, she might be standing at their doorstep again soon for all that matter.

[color=DD648E][i]“Spare set of clothing... Pajamas... Notebooks...”[/i][/color] Shiori mentally checked whether she had gathered everything that would be necessary or handy to have during her stay at the academy; she was not sure how long her visit would be nor whether it would be easy to leave the campus ground. From where she was standing in her backyard, the girl glanced over her shoulder to behold her house one last time. Absent-mindedly she speculated what her destination would be like. She imagined a grotesque but graceful construction, tall and mighty, with towers stretching up towards the sky. Then again, it might as well look like your average school-building...

Waking up from her daydreaming Shiori focussed on the paper she was still holding onto. [color=DD648E]“I hope this is obstacle-free enough,”[/color] she mumbled to herself, glancing up as she read the final lines. [color=DD648E][i]“Ok, here we go..!”[/i][/color] she encouraged herself as she tore the letter in two. Shiori shut her eyes tightly as a bright flash emerged from the ripped note.

For a moment all she heard was her heartbeat throbbing in her ears, before the sound made way for that of rustling leaves. Nearby voices started to seep inside her head like the whispering of a gentle stream. She opened her eyes slowly to adjust to the light; a light that felt welcomingly warm on her cheeks and arms, reminding her of late spring. Not too far away from her she saw a number of what she assumed to be students, behind them a building overgrown with ivy. As some words caught her ear the girl’s idea got confirmed: they were upcoming students just like her. With nimble steps she approached the group, waving as some of them appeared to look her way. [color=DD648E]“Nice to meet you!”[/color] her voice chimed over the field of flowers.