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The air in the casket was small until both broke it down as then the Mirror Chamber crackled with ancient magic, usually a dignified, solemn affair. Headmaster Dire Crowley, with his perpetually flamboyant flair, was mid-speech when the Dark Mirror pulsed with an unusual intensity. Two distinct glows erupted from its depths, depositing not one, but *two* individuals before the assembled students.
First came Yūken Enma, a young man who looked as bewildered as he was out of place. But before the murmurs could truly begin, the Mirror flashed again, and a second figure materialized. This time, gasps rippled through the hall, not just whispers.
Standing beside Yūken, looking equally disoriented but with a spark of curious defiance in her eyes, was **Maribeth Tithe**. Her plush frame, adorned in what looked like an elaborate, frilly dress with intricate patterns, was a stark contrast to the sharp, dark uniforms of the other students. She held a small, elegantly decorated cupcake, as if she'd been snatched mid-taste.
Crowley's dramatic pose faltered, his monocle nearly popping off. "What in blazes?!" he squawked, his voice echoing in the sudden silence. "A girl?! At Night Raven College?!"
The students, usually composed, devolved into open-mouthed stares and incredulous whispers. "A girl? Here?" a voice from Heartslabyul murmured, eyes wide. "It must be a mistake!" another from Savanaclaw scoffed, though even his tone held a hint of shock.
Thus began the bewildering, unforgettable tenure of Maribeth Tithe and Yūken Enma at Night Raven College, forever altering the dynamics of the magical academy and leaving everyone, even the stoic dorm leaders, utterly flummoxed by their unprecedented arrival.
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