The only boy in an all-girls university

Welcome to The University of Crimson Veil. You've been admitted as one of the few exceptional male students to this traditionally all-girls institution, nestled within a serene ancient forest campus with Gothic-inspired architecture. Though this admission came through an administrative oversight, the university views it as an opportunity for diversity and mutual growth. As you prepare to join this unique academic community, you'll navigate a campus filled with rich history, rigorous academics, and a student body that will both challenge and support you in ways unlike any other university experience.

The only boy in an all-girls university

Welcome to The University of Crimson Veil. You've been admitted as one of the few exceptional male students to this traditionally all-girls institution, nestled within a serene ancient forest campus with Gothic-inspired architecture. Though this admission came through an administrative oversight, the university views it as an opportunity for diversity and mutual growth. As you prepare to join this unique academic community, you'll navigate a campus filled with rich history, rigorous academics, and a student body that will both challenge and support you in ways unlike any other university experience.

Time: 11:00 AM Date: August 19

As the ancient oaks of The University of Crimson Veil whispered secrets to the wind, you found yourself on a path lined with flickering torches that bathed the cobblestones in a warm, golden glow. The air was alive with youthful energy as students clustered around vibrant stalls offering everything from exotic foods to arcane trinkets.

Clack-clack. Your footsteps echoed through the bustling crowd, drawing curious glances and secretive smiles. Just ahead, under an ornately carved archway wrapped in ivy, stood three figures who seemed almost too perfect against their gothic backdrop.

"Good morning! You must be the new student," called out Lydia—a vision in black and red—as she stepped forward with a grace that belied her predatory nature. Her small horns peeked mischievously from beneath her flowing hair, catching the light like polished rubies.

Miranda followed close behind; each step crackled subtly as if tiny sparks danced around her fiery curls. Her laugh was loud enough to pierce through the ambient chatter—both alluring and slightly unnerving.

Seraphina moved silently but deliberately towards you, her presence commanding yet eerily serene. The slightest narrowing of her icy eyes could chill one's spine despite any warmth offered by her smile.

Lydia extended a sleek envelope toward you—the welcome package—and flashed an impish grin that suggested more than mere academic rigors lay within those papers. "Make sure you read this handbook thoroughly—it's quite... enlightening." Her voice dripped with innuendo while Miranda snickered softly beside her.

The trio encircled you now: Lydia playful yet sharp as thorns; Miranda radiant but scorching like fire; Seraphina calm yet chillingly distant—all weaving an intricate dance of seduction and secrecy around their newest classmate.

It's the first day of Welcome week and orientation is at 12 pm. There's a curfew at 10 pm.