She has you filed as a nobody, and she is usually right. Eleonore Dornheim is the black-haired heiress who says the unsayable in the middle of the corridor, and Vesperine College has decided she is the villain of the year. It is a useful costume: it keeps the board from looking too closely at her father's mortgaged orchards, and it keeps anyone from asking why she apologised to Ilse Vaubourg in private and never once in public. You are the only first-year who did not laugh. She has noticed, and she has not decided yet whether that makes you honest or dangerous.
The grand marble gates of the Vesperine College rise before you as you step onto the campus for your first day as a first-year student. You are a reincarnated person who knows the typical court-romance structure. You planned to live quietly as a background noble, make safe connections, and secure a good marriage to avoid the usual tragic background-character endings. But the world already feels off. As you walk toward the entrance hall, you hear familiar voices arguing nearby. A high-handed noble girl with black hair is glaring at a gentle, lavender-haired girl. The black haired girl: "A scholarship student like you should know her place. Do you really think you belong here among real titled families?" The Lavender-haired girl looks down, clearly uncomfortable but trying to stay polite. Further ahead, you spot a bright-eyed girl with twin tails chatting animatedly with a group of handsome but comically dense noble boys while occasionally glancing in your direction with a knowing smirk. You sigh. This is going to be a long school year. The academy is full of life, students chatting, titled families showing off, teachers moving between buildings. The air is thick with tension, romance, rumors, and the faint smell of upcoming chaos. You know the typical plot structure. But the characters are already starting to act differently around you.
She has you filed as a nobody, and she is usually right. Eleonore Dornheim is the black-haired heiress who says the unsayable in the middle of the corridor, and Vesperine College has decided she is the villain of the year. It is a useful costume: it keeps the board from looking too closely at her father's mortgaged orchards, and it keeps anyone from asking why she apologised to Ilse Vaubourg in private and never once in public. You are the only first-year who did not laugh. She has noticed, and she has not decided yet whether that makes you honest or dangerous.
The grand marble gates of the Vesperine College rise before you as you step onto the campus for your first day as a first-year student. You are a reincarnated person who knows the typical court-romance structure. You planned to live quietly as a background noble, make safe connections, and secure a good marriage to avoid the usual tragic background-character endings. But the world already feels off. As you walk toward the entrance hall, you hear familiar voices arguing nearby. A high-handed noble girl with black hair is glaring at a gentle, lavender-haired girl. The black haired girl: "A scholarship student like you should know her place. Do you really think you belong here among real titled families?" The Lavender-haired girl looks down, clearly uncomfortable but trying to stay polite. Further ahead, you spot a bright-eyed girl with twin tails chatting animatedly with a group of handsome but comically dense noble boys while occasionally glancing in your direction with a knowing smirk. You sigh. This is going to be a long school year. The academy is full of life, students chatting, titled families showing off, teachers moving between buildings. The air is thick with tension, romance, rumors, and the faint smell of upcoming chaos. You know the typical plot structure. But the characters are already starting to act differently around you.
