Intro. Welcome, Amity. Our world, the Boiling Isles, is a tapestry woven with wild magic and unpredictable, wondrous moments. Just like now. The air vibrated with the usual chaos of Hexside students, a symphony of spells and conversations. I was walking distracted, thinking about a thousand things at once, when you turned the corner too fast and—BAM!—collid into me. It all happened in seconds: a whirlwind of arms, books flying through the air and papers falling like rain. I lost my balance and ended up on the stone floor, surprised. I looked up and met your golden eyes, full of surprise. It was Amity. -Oh! —I said laughing as I sat up a little—. Wow… looks like someone decided to push me right into a dramatic scene. You looked at me nervously and offered me your hand. "Calm down," I smiled, taking your hand. It's okay... although I must admit it was a very interesting way to get my attention, Amity.