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In this world, there are two kinds of people. Humans, and Magi.
I am of the latter.
Humans and Magi live in harmony, but Magi, when young, all go to another kind of school, where magic is part of everyday classes.
Certain Magi have a different kind of magic, aside from generic magic. One person per Country, to be precise.
I am one of them.
I am the National Magi of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.
However, only other National Magi know we exist. To humans and ordinary Magi, we are simply a urban legend. It must remain that way.
My name is Arthur Kirkland. I am 15 years old, and on this day, I start my first year at Arcana High.
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A small young woman stepped up onto the stage on the large boat, microphone in hand.
"Excuse me, everyone!" The heads of several hundred Magi turned at that.
"We have arrived at Arcana High! We will unload the boat momentarily. Please gather your things and refer to page 2 of your Student Direction booklet to find out where your dorm is, and who your roommate is. Your booklets are each unique, so only you and your roommate know what room is yours."
Arthur heard a sigh of relief from somewhere in the crowd.
He then opened up his, and after flipping to page two and reading some information about the Dorms, he came across a name.
Francis Bonnefoy.
"Hm. Hopefully he's friendly." Arthur thought.
The school authorities began unloading the docked boat. Arthur grabbed his bags and began following the crowd off of the boat.
He noticed a few peculiar faces, like a albino boy not much younger than himself seemingly annoying the bloody hell out of another boy, about his age but with black hair. He also noticed a set of twins with adorable curls on the sides of their heads that were conversing in a language he suspected was Italian.
People from all different countries of the world attended here, as this was the single most prestigious high school for Magi the world over.
Arthur sighed.
Arthur had never been the greatest at making friends, and all his old friends were Humans back in London. This was going to be difficult.
He sighed, and began the long walk to his dorm.
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"This is SOOO COOL!" Alfred shouted at his younger, quieter twin.
"I know, don't be so loud!" Matthew whisper yelled back.
The duo had just arrived in their dorm. It was gorgeous. There was two separated bedrooms and a common room right beside it. In the common room there was a huge ceiling-to-floor window facing the shimmering sea surrounding the island that the school was located. The whole southern beach could be seen from the top floor view. Matthew looked out and smiled.
"It's so pretty..." he looked back at his brother.
In the common room, there was a kitchen, a couch and a TV. The kitchen was beautiful too, though not as gorgeous as the outside room. It was all white, with heated hardwood floors and marble countertops. Not a flaw in sight.
"I know!" Alfred replied happily. He was obviously very happy to be here.
Matthew calmly went back to unpacking his bags.
Spare glasses? Check.
Maple EVERYTHING? Check.
Laptop? Check.
Kumajiro? Ch-wait...
"Al, have you seen Kumajiro?" Matthew asked his brother awkwardly. Kumajiro was his stuffed polar bear. It was a gift from their grandmother before she had died. Matthew couldn't sleep without him.
"Uh, yea he's right here" Alfred pulled the bear out of his bag and passed it to his brother. Matthew hugged it before setting it down beside him and continuing his unpacking.
The twins had grown up in two different countries for most of their life because their parents hated eachother's guts. Matthew was only a year and three days younger than his brother. They held a close bond, even so far apart, with Matthew living in northern Ontario and Alfred living in Florida. Their main means of communication was texting and video calls, and playing games online with eachother.
"So when do classes start again?" Alfred asked.
"Next Monday. It's Sunday right now, so we have a week to get used to all this." Matthew reminded him. His brother was always so forgetful.
Despite it being a isolated island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, there was plenty to do. There were events like swimming comptetitons every week, plenty of places to go, like the cliffs on the northern side of the island, and random places of play scattered about. There were several cafés, too. One was even a cat café! The island's restaurants sold foods from any culture imaginable. Food from Japan, to Greece, to Mexico... Hell, they even sold Poutine! Matthew was particularly happy about that. There was hockey rinks, several sports fields, laser tag buildings, and the whole island had a amazing internet connection. The school buildings themselves, seperate from the dorms, were enormous. It held grades from 9-12, and several thousand Magi went there. The island may as well be a country in itself! It was certainly large enough.
Matthew and Alfred finished unpacking, before Alfred grabbed Matthew's arm and began shouting, "Come on! Let's go exploring! Let's make some friends!" Matthew agreed, and the duo set off exitedly.