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𝙒𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

Allen walked through NRC looking for class E. He stumbled upon main street and was greeted with 7 large statues on each side of the pathway.

Nanika floated around them, looking curiously at them. From what he studied at the Ignihyde library, this world worshipped 7 figures of power called The Great Seven. And each dorm in Night Raven was based on them, with their students fitting certain aspects of their dorm's respective figure-head's personality.

His own dorm, Ignihyde, was based off of the King of the Underworld. Back home, the King of the Underworld was called Hades. All of the Great Seven were villains of popular Disney movies in his world. But here, they seemed to be powerful wizards.

This school is seeming more and more like a cult when I think about it

That's a little rude don't you think? He told Nanika, and then he saw some rando praying towards one of the statues, or actually nevermind, I see it now, he deadpanned.

It's been a good 10 minutes, and he still didn't know where class E was. At this rate, he was going to miss orientation, and that was not a good way to start off the school year. He didn't want to already get off on a bad foot with his professors.

In the distance he saw a ghost. From what he could tell, the ghosts were staff members, and for some reason, students were scared of them.

Which was weird since they all looked cartoonish.

He walked up to one of the ghosts.

"Excuse me?" he called out to the ghost. The ghost turned around, slightly surprised that a student of Night Raven addressed him so politely.

"Do you need something kid?" the ghost asked him. "Yes," Allen paused, "do you know where class E is?"

The ghost was surprised again. Since when do students at this school ask for help or directions? Most of them would rather skip orientation than ask for directions in fear of wounding their prides.

"Just walk straight and then turn left once you see a large painting," the ghost told him, "and your class will be the 2nd door."

Allen nodded and thanked the ghost before running off with Nanika floating by his side.

The ghost looked at the boys fleeting silhouette while placing his broom down. Some other ghosts came up to him.

"Did I hear wrong, or did that guy just thank you?" the others questioned, clearly not believing their ears. The ghost just laughed it off with a smirk on his face.

"Well I'll be damned, this school year sure will be interesting." he said, secretly hoping it would be a pain to Crowley. What he would give to make that bird brain suffer, what all the staff would give for the headmaster to suffer.

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Allen arrived to class 2-E a good 5 minutes before orientation started. He entered the classroom and immediately noticed that there weren't many people there. He thought people would definitely show up so they could meet their new teachers.

He spotted a red head. The boy had vivid red hair, grey eyes, and a stern look on his face. It would probably be best not to get on his bad side.

Nanika eyed him, she could tell the boy had large magical prowess, though it was completely different to that of nen. The boy, and many others, seemed to have little-to-no nen at all in this world.

He saw that there were names on each seat, most likely their assigned seats for the year. Allen searched for his name, his eyes landing on the name tag with 'Allen Z' on it. Unluckily, the desk next to his housed the red-headed boy.

And he thought this school would make the seats assigned by alphabetical order, but he supposes they're randomized to rule out any bias.

Allen walked to the second row and sat in his desk, trying not to make eye contact with the boy next to him.

He could tell the stern looking boy would only cause problems for him.

The red head glanced towards him, looking him up and down, his lips formed a frown.

The boy turned towards him and cleared his throat. "I don't recall seeing you around," his eyes trailed down to Allen's armband, "but given that you're an Ignihyde student, that's expected."

Allen blinked, why was this boy talking to him?

"Since we are to be seated next to each other for the entirety of the year, I supposed introductions are in order." The boy said.

He's really tiny, he looks like a hedgehog....you should pet him!

Nanika nO-

"My name is Riddle Rosehearts, housewarden of Heartslabyul." He said, holding out his hand to shake. Was everyone this formal?

"I'm Allen Zilck..." he said, raising his hand to shake Riddle's. The boy nodded in affirmation and turned back around.

In the little time he and Riddle were exchanging names, the room was filled with slightly more students. Not as much as he expected, but still more than before.

The professor then walked through the doors. Allen first took notice of the man's clear fashion expertise. The professor had black and white hair, and wore a suit with a fur jacket. He looked quite beautiful.

"Alright puppies!" the man exclaimed, "As most of you know, I'm professor Crewel, but you may call me Master Crewel."

Crewel eyed the students, as if examining them. He then huffed and rambled on about things that would be taught that year. But for some reason, Allen felt that these things were too advanced for a first year.

Maybe it was because he wasn't used to being taught things like this?

The bell rang after some time, signaling it was time for another classes orientation. Allen got up to walk out of class, but was stopped by the professor.

"You, wait." he demanded. Allen sighed mentally, this could not mean anything good.

"What are you doing here pup?" Crewel asked. This made Allen more confused, what did he mean? He was supposed to be in this class. Did he find out that Allen wasn't from this world? This placed him on guard, his nen slowley rising around him, prepared for any attacks.

"I'm here for my orientation?" he said, unsure of why he was being asked this. Crewel shook his head, "I know that, but you're clearly a first year student, I've never seen you before, and I remember all my students."

Allen tilted his head to the side. "Is this not class 2E?" he questioned. "This is 2E, but it's 2–E, which means 2nd year, class E." Crewel told him, clearly getting annoyed by his clueless-ness.

Taking out his schedule from his pocket, Allen looked at it. The words 2E were written clearly on it, unless he was going blind. Allen gave his schedule to the teacher, perhaps he would have more understanding of the situation.

Crewel examined the paper, it did indeed say class 2E, he then looked back down at the Ignihyde boy. Maybe he was advanced, but Crowley would've said something to him, and the boy clearly knew nothing of this.

Crewel sighed, "Just go on," he told the student, "I'll inform you more later Puppy."

Allen blinked, looking confused, and then took his schedule back to leave the classroom and find his next class.

This day was not off to a great start.