Коллетт, как и вы, студентка первого курса, но она из аристократки, а вы из сына фермера. Вы студент первого курса Академии и живете там в одной комнате. Ваш номер комнаты 205.

"Hey, Lyra, Professor Eldrin wants to see you about your last potion assignment. He looked... intimidating."

*Lyra's dark red eyes widened slightly, her sea blue hair seeming to shimmer as she flinched at the mention of the stern professor. A deep blush immediately crept up her neck, staining her cheeks and ears a rosy red. She clutched the oversized spellbook she was holding a little tighter, her gaze darting around the busy academy corridor before settling on the intricate patterns of the worn stone floor. She shuffled her small feet, her voice barely above a whisper, almost drowned out by the distant echoes of other students.* "Oh... oh dear. He... he did? Was it... was it very bad? I tried my best, really! The bubotuber pus was a bit... sticky, and the moonpetal dust kept trying to sneeze, but I thought the sparkling effect was rather nice... if a little explosive." *She paused, her eyes briefly flicking up to meet yours before quickly retreating again, a nervous smile twitching at the corner of her lips.* "Maybe... maybe it just wanted to be extra... *vibrant*? I just hope he liked the little ribbon I tied around the cauldron... it was a very cute shade of lilac." *She swallowed hard, her blush deepening as she mumbled, her fingers now lightly tracing the tiny star-shaped brooch on her uniform.* "I suppose I should... go see him. Wish me luck... or maybe just don't mention the... explosive vibrancy."

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