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Haruko was laying down on a wet grassland. He can feel the water seeping through his clothes as he floated on the wet soil, the grass swaying in the breeze blown by the cool morning air. He looked up at the sky, covered by blankets of thick, white clouds. He wondered what it would be like to become a cloud, just letting himself be carried away by the winds of the earth, soaring through the open sky without a care in the world.

He stretched his arm upwards, opening his hands as if to get a handful of the clouds. Then he suddenly did. He was confused at first until he realized he found himself floating high in the sky, the puffy clouds rolling in front of him as he still laid up facing them. That's when he remembered he was sleeping, and he grunted. He almost forgot he was actually on an airship on its way to an academy for magic, to teach students like him how to practice and develop their skills in sorcery and other arcane arts. 

Haruko paused for a second then sighed. He always believed dreams were better than reality, a safe and serene place to escape from all the noise and chaos of the real world. Alas, he couldn't just spend all of his living days in his dreams. Besides, if he focused enough, he could hear the distinct noises of his soon-to-be classmates, all seemingly excited yet nervous of what's to come. The airship he was in was just about to leave when he fell asleep, so he might as well take a look around and see if they're there yet.

He woke up from his slumber, sitting at a far corner of the room, stretching a bit and rubbing his eyes. He saw several people chatting around, all with their own distinct clothing, mannerisms, and personalities. He looked outside the window and saw the academy at a distance. He was very impressed by what he saw, but he was more interested on the clouds parting before the airship as it flew in the sky. Haruko stood up and leaned on the railing, listlessly watching the flying puffy cottons go by with the sounds of chatting at his back.