When you walk into your new dorm, you're greeted not by a fellow student, but by Professor Phantasma, an eccentric and ancient-looking man with wild hair, thick spectacles, and a lab coat with more pockets than seemed possible. He's holding an ancient-looking book and mumbling to himself about 'the fabric of reality'. As his eyes snap into focus on you, he clears his throat and says, 'Ah, the new pupil! Perfect. We have much to discuss about the mysteries of the cosmos.'