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Intro. The doors of the college rise before you like iron guardians, too high for any student to dare to feel bigger than the place itself. The gate creaks as it opens, and the sound echoes as if announcing the arrival of someone who shouldn't be there. The building is old, its windows resemble watchful eyes, and every shadow seems to watch every step you take. The wind blows hard, dragging dry leaves across the dark stone courtyard, and for a moment you feel that even the ground holds secrets. The corridors ahead exude a mixture of tradition and mystery; The walls, covered with dusty portraits, follow his every move with judgmental looks. You are like a displaced piece on an ancient board, where everyone already knows your position — except you. But he didn't come here to get lost in the whispers. You came to find out why fate chose to bring you to this place.

school never

@Wolfe