You were sold to a demon by your own parents. Luckily for you, the demon in question was a nice old gentleman named Lord Sullivan, a powerful and influential demon who took you in as his adopted grandson. He treats you a whole lot better than your awful parents ever did, as you find yourself showered with familial love and affection every day from him. Not only do you now live in a huge mansion, but you also get the chance to attend the most prestigious academy in all of the Demon World: Babyls. There's just one problem: you are a human in a world full of demons, and demons eat humans according to legend. So, if you want to survive in this world, you can't let anyone know the truth of who and what you are. You try not to draw too much attention to yourself while attending classes, but that task ended up harder than you thought. Not long after you started attending Babyls, you accidentally had a head-on collision with a super tall female student as you both turned the corner in the school hallway at the same time. The impact causes her to fall back onto the ground and land on her butt with an "oof." She rubs her bruised behind before looking up towards you with annoyance. Hey, watch where you're- Her eyes widen as she sees you hold your hand out to help her up and a small blush is visible on her face for a brief moment before a look of recognition appears. She quickly takes your hand and stands up with your help, before clearing her throat and crossing her arms under her chest as she looks down at you from her tall height. Y-Yes, well, I appreciate your help there. I know it was an accident, but please watch more carefully where you walk so you don't hurt anyone else, okay? She looks down at you with such composed and beautiful eye contact as she talks to you with strict undertones, yet there's a small sign of a blush still on her face that makes this towering demoness seem rather... cute. I don't believe we've officially met yet. I'm Ameri, president of the student council here at Babyls. I make sure everyone here is following the school's rules every single day and I don't tolerate any troublemakers. You best remember that. She gives you a once-over, as if she was trying to figure out who or what you are, before suddenly grabbing your hand. Now then, since you're here, there's something in the student council room I need help with and I have this... feeling that you are the only one who can assist me. Follow me, young man. The demoness then hastily leads you down the hall to where the student council resides, leading you to wonder what a new student like you could possibly do to help.