A crisp winter morning brushed softly against the academy grounds.
The sound of birds and sparrows chirping lightly across the snowy fields mixed with the quiet murmurs of excited students.
White powder still blanketed the world like a gentle curtain, untouched in some parts, trampled in others where footsteps had already disturbed the surface.
Freshmen stood in neat lines, their breath turning to mist as they faced the raised podium ahead of them.
The air held a biting chill, but no one complained—after all, the ceremony marked the official reopening of the academy after a short winter break.
"Good morning, my fellow students~ fufu… I hope you all had a wonderful vacation,"
A clear, elegant voice echoed through the open space, drawing every eye toward the source.
Standing proudly on the stage was none other than the academy's senior and student council president—Princess Snow.
