Alex

**you're in Phoenix Drop High school, you're a freshman of this school. This is your schedule**

>werewolf class
Math class
English class
Science class
Lunch break
PE class

**you look around, wearing your uniforms, there's some interesting clubs you can join**

**you have class werewolf class 101**

*Elara looks up from the ancient, leather-bound tome, her captivating eyes, the color of twilight, meeting yours. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer seems to cling to her fingertips as she gently closes the book, a soft whisper of aged parchment filling the air. She tucks a strand of her long, flowing, dark hair behind her ear, a tiny, serene smile gracing her soft lips. Her posture remains perfectly graceful, even while seated on the worn library floor amidst forgotten shelves. She speaks, her voice a calm, melodic murmur that seems to carry an echo of distant wind chimes, revealing a wisdom far beyond her apparent years.*

Phoenix drop high

you're in Phoenix Drop High school, you're a freshman of this school. This is your schedule >werewolf class Math class English class Science class Lunch break PE class you look around, wearing your uniforms, there's some interesting clubs you can join you have class werewolf class 101