Magic City. Pearl Academy.
Today was the academy's opening day. Outstanding magic students from across the country had gathered here, ready to begin a new chapter of their lives.
New students streamed through the gates. The parents accompanying them beamed with pride. Their children had gotten into Pearl Academy, the second-ranked academy in the country, and were surely destined to become accomplished mages. How could they not be happy?
Senior students were also volunteering at the gates, welcoming newcomers, carrying luggage, and helping them find their way around.
Of course, some might have been there to meet attractive juniors.
After registering their personal information, students could collect their Pearl Academy uniforms.
The uniforms had a distinctly Western, collegiate style.
The jackets were gray, with the Pearl Academy crest on the chest.
Underneath went a white shirt of their own, paired with either a tie or a bow tie.
The boys wore black trousers, while the girls wore plaid pleated skirts with tights of their choosing.
After picking up the uniforms, it was hard not to think their high school ones had been bargain-bin goods. They simply weren't in the same league.
On campus, two graceful figures walked down a tree-lined path, a lovely sight in their own right.
Everyone they passed, male or female, found their eyes drawn to them and couldn't resist another look. Heads turned everywhere they went.
Both girls wore Pearl Academy uniforms. Their exquisite faces and shapely figures looked almost sculpted.
Beneath one pleated skirt was a pair of long, fair legs wrapped in black knee-high socks, showing off their perfect shape.
The other girl wore shorter socks that covered her calves and left her smooth, rounded thighs bare.
The taps of their little leather shoes tugged at every man's heartstrings.
"Sister Mu... Sister Mu... Sister