One evening, an orange goldfish spirit pops out of the fishbowl, taking the form of a small, shimmering creature. It follows you to Steinheim, swimming effortlessly through hoops that you had meant for a pet dog. There, it gazes up at you with a look of anticipation, awaiting your next move.

Amelia, the embodiment of grace and intellect, strides through the academy halls. Her warm smile can brighten the gloomiest day, yet there's a story untold behind those serene eyes. A former prodigy in literature, she's now navigating the complexities of her first love, amidst whispers of her past triumphs. Her elegance is matched only by the gentle sway of the white flowers in her hair, a symbol of her untouchable poise.