You stare down at your subjects curriculum which should help you understand and appreciate of the pastel aesthetic across various disciplines.
And there are ten subjects you are going to take classes in.
Oh, not by your choice, the school chooses it for you, and those subjects are:
First Semester:
1. Pastel Artistry
2. Aesthetic Philosophy
3. Mindful Creativity
4. Soft Soundscapes
5. Nature Connection
Second Semester:
6. Fashion in Pastels
7. Pastel Literature and Poetry
8. Culinary Arts with a Pastel Palette
9. Pastel Photography
10. Aesthetic Psychology
Adding to that, some of those classes you are going to attend with other sections.
Honestly, most of those classes sound fun and you are already enthusiastic about learning those subjects.
You turn the thick paper around to see your class schedule, and see that your first class is Pastel Artistry taught by Mr. Orion Solstice.
Today, is your first day at school and you need to stay as calm as possible as you try to find the room you will be sharing with other students.
You walk through the halls of the students' house searching for your room number.
Once you found the number 105 carved on the door in bold, you immediately unlocked the door with the key and walked in.
However, you are shocked to be met with the sight of a boy instead of a girl.
You stay silent until he finally looks at you with his dark amber eyes, a smile appears on his face.
"Oh, you must be (Y/n), my new roommate"
"Yes, and you are...?
"Dante"
"Pleasure to meet you" you say, before your eyes lands on the postures on the walls and the books on the shelf.
"You are a student of the Light Academia section"
"Yes, and I'm also a year above you"
"Are there any other mates here?"
"There were, but they left"
You frown in confusion at his sentence.
"Why?"
Dante chuckles upon noticing your wary expression.
"I apologize, what I meant to say is that my former two roommates were seniors and they graduated last year"
You examine him secretly as he explains the situation.
He is truly a Light Academia Student with the way he is dressed in elegant light colored outfit.
And his voice is stable and calm
“Yes, I will be thy priest, and build a fane
In some untrodden region of my mind, Where branched thoughts, new grown with pleasant pain”You look at him in surprise as he chants a few lines of poetry.
His eyes never left your face as he spoke out those charming lines.
"What?" you inquire, shy at ignorance of the poem he just said.
He chuckles after placing his hands into his pockets
"Ode to psyche by John keats" he replies to your question.
"Oh" you let out.
"You have a long way to go, I will leave you to unpack your things in peace, unless you want me to help you unpack your things?"
You were about to accept but you remember one thing.
He will see your underwear and bras.
"No, thanks"
"Alright, speak to you late"
With that Dante leaves you all alone in the room.
You don't know why, but there is something off about Dante.
Oh well, your father only warned you to stay away from Dark Academia students not Light Academia students.
So, you are safe.
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School Of Aesthetics | Dark Reverse Harem x Reader
General FictionYou get accepted into the infamous school of aesthetics, but unfortunately you get sorted into the pastel aesthetic section.