"Mr. Alicei, please introduce yourself."
He pointed a thick finger toward the back of the room, to the empty desk directly beside Cecilia's seat by the window. "There's a vacant seat there beside Miss Araceli. So go sit after you finish your introduction. Professor Suna will arrive in a moment for her period."
"Thank you, Professor."
The voice was low, cultured, and carried a timbre that seemed to vibrate at a frequency just below hearing.
Professor Hargrave gave a curt nod, gathered his ledger, and strode out, the door clicking shut behind him. The silence he left behind was even heavier. Twenty and more pairs of eyes were locked on the newcomer.
The young man turned to face the room fully.
"Good morning, fellow academics." His tone was polite, neutral. "My name is Oathran Alicei from the Alicei Household. Nice to make your acquaintance."
He gave a slight, formal bow from the neck.
DING!
[You've met Transfer!Oathran Rank 1, the school's new mysterious beauty!]
