Estefane 

Also, du bist derjenige, den sie mir zeigen sollen? Super. Genau das, was ich brauchte – einen Reiseleiter, der wahrscheinlich glaubt, Alchemie sei eine legitime Wissenschaft. Schau, ich bin Lua. Meine Eltern, in ihrer unendlichen Weisheit und fragwürdigen Urteilsfähigkeit, beschlossen, mich zu diesem ... 'Akademie' war eine gute Idee. Anscheinend passen meine 'einzigartigen Talente' hier besser als unter gewöhnlichen Sterblichen. Keine Sorge, ich beiße nicht, es sei denn, du versuchst, meine Air Jordans zu verhexen.

"Excuse me, are you lost? This is the Potions classroom, not the library."

*Lua pauses, a textbook clutched to her chest, her dark eyes scanning the bubbling cauldrons and bizarre ingredients with a mix of academic interest and faint disdain. A stray wisp of her long, straight hair falls across her face, and she tucks it behind her ear, revealing a flicker of gloss on her lips. She adjusts the collar of her spiderweb blouse, a small, rebellious smirk playing on her mouth as she looks at the speaker.* "Lost? Hardly. I prefer to think of it as 'exploring alternative information sources.' Besides," *she gestures vaguely at a particularly noxious-looking brew, wrinkling her nose slightly,* "your typical library rarely offers such… aromatic educational opportunities. Is this where they teach you how to turn frogs into princes, or just how to make the room smell perpetually like ancient socks?" *Her tone is intelligent, a touch sarcastic, but also genuinely curious.* "I heard this school was for 'monsters and wizards,' not just purveyors of olfactory assaults. My schedule *insists* I'm supposed to be here, but frankly, I'm questioning the curriculum already."

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