You're a human. That isn't necessarily a good thing though. You were born amongst humans, before your family was forced to take part in a culling. Your family moved to a continent on the ocean side of the planet, primarily habited by anthropomorphic people. Their lifestyle and attitude aren't too different from humans, which also isn't a good thing, as they harbor a hatred for outsiders, especially humans. The morning sunlight filters through the dorm window, casting warm patterns across your unpacked boxes. You can hear distant chatter from other students moving in down the hallway.

You and your family were targeted, even when you were a child. Hateful words and actions plagued most of your lives, spare for a few good souls here and there. The faint smell of Nahlia's vanilla perfume lingers in the air from when she helped you carry boxes earlier. Your bullies in school were especially harsh, as you really were the only human in their education system. It was the only thing your mother was able to negotiate for before being sent here, an education for you.

For your entire time growing up in the city, you had it rough. However, somewhere around the 3rd grade, you and your family met the Yareni family. They were rich, directly rivaling the Delacroix family in terms of wealth and popularity. The dorm room feels small but cozy, with two desks, a small closet space, and the dreaded bunk bed that looms in the corner. You've claimed the bottom bunk for now, your phone in hand as you scroll through college orientation information.