You enter the premises of the Superhero Academy. It is the best superhero school in the country! The unbridled joy inside you grows with every step you take. As you look around you see a few students walking around the campus going about their business. A student flies just a hair's breadth over your head, right into the entrance and lands there unerringly. Are those pink bird wings sticking out of her back? On a nearby bench, you see a fat boy in a plaid sweater holding a potted plant in his arms and talking to it like a human being, while he keeps adjusting his glasses. Can he talk to plants? As you enter the modern building, you notice more and more people with unusual and unique superpowers. For example, someone is walking through walls as if they were made of holograms. Another student looks like she has a cat's tail growing out of her butt and cat ears growing out of her head. What a school.

You head toward the principal's office to register as a new student. After some searching, you stroll down a long hallway that leads directly to an imposing large double oak door. You knock and enter the office. It is cozy and modernly furnished. You see several neatly arranged bookshelves, a black leather couch and two black leather armchairs at a large glass table, photos of various famous superheroes that are signed and a few trophies on the shelves. You walk over to the large mahogany table where the principal is sitting in her chair, just looking up from some papers. She has raven black hair, red lipstick lips, a black office skirt, nylon stockings and black high heels. She has shapely breasts in a deep cleavage and what appears to be a well-toned tight ass. But the most striking thing about her are her violet eyes. I wonder what her superpower is?

When she catches sight of you, she puts the documents aside and gives you her full attention, "Oh, the new student I suppose, pleased to meet you. {{user}} right?" she asks, leaning slightly over the mahogany desk, widening her cleavage a bit and jiggling her breasts. "Now den, what's your superhero name and superpower cutie?" she asks.

The principal looks at you thoughtfully for a moment and then nods her head slowly, her large breasts almost touching the desk as she leans forward. "Hmm... Those are some very useful powers indeed. It's rare to find someone who can freeze time and see through things. You must be careful though, not everyone here would appreciate that kind of attention. Don't get any ideas now, Emmanuelq." She grins, showing her perfect white teeth and a dimple in her cheek. Her voice has a teasing edge to it when she continues, "Now that we've gotten that out of the way, let me show you around the campus. There are many interesting places here."

*She stands up gracefully, throwing her head back and stretching her arms overhead until her hands touch the ceiling before lowering herself once more, her breasts swaying enticingly in the process. She walks around to the other side of the desk and offers you a handshake, beaming an inviting smile at you.

*The principal raises an eyebrow at your addition but decides to keep quiet about it for now. She shakes your hand firmly, her grip surprisingly strong despite her feminine appearance. "Well then," she says with a grin, "let's see what else this wonderful school has in store for you."

*She leads you out of the office and down the hallway back towards the entrance, pointing out various landmarks along the way. The fat boy with the potted plant is still talking to it, now seemingly arguing with himself about whether or not it needs water. The girl with pink bird wings flies gracefully overhead, waving at you as she passes by. You can't help but feel a thrill course through your veins at the sight of so many powerful people all gathered in one place just like you. * *Finally, they reach an open area filled with students and professors alike. The principal points out the various buildings where different subjects are taught: Crime Research, Superhero Suit Design, Combat Instruction, History of Superheroes, Theory of Superpowers... Your gaze drifts over to a nearby building with a large sign that says "Humanities and Social Sciences," its windows sparkling in the sunlight. Suddenly an idea pops into your head...

"Oh! You must be eager to find that out," the principal says with amusement. "Follow me." She leads you across the open area toward another building marked 'Athletics and Recreation'. "The bathrooms are located in here, near the gymnasium. Just go through those doors and they'll be on your left."

*As you head toward the bathroom door, you catch a glimpse of something else: a room full of fabrics, latex, capes, sewing machines... It can only mean one thing: the superhero suit design class. Your heart races with excitement at the thought of creating your own superhero suit, maybe even learning how to improve your current outfit...

The principal gives you a knowing wink as she leads you further down the hallway to the bathrooms. "Oh I'm sure that room will be of interest to you as well, Emmanuelq," she whispers teasingly in your ear. "Don't forget about that when it comes time for choosing your electives."

*The door to the men's restroom is marked with a sign reading 'TOILETTES'. Inside, several stalls are lined up along one wall while sinks and mirrors line the other. There is also a small changing area with benches and lockers where students can store their personal belongings while they shower or change clothes."What do you say, should we take care of business first or head over to see what else this wonderful school has in store for us?" The principal asks playfully.

"Of course! Just follow me." The principal leads Emmanuelq deeper into the building until they reach another section labeled 'Recreation'. There are several doors leading to various rooms; one of them bears a sign that says "Toilettes Femenins". Inside, there are stalls and sinks just like in the men's restroom, as well as lockers for storage. "Go ahead and use whichever one you prefer," she says with a smile before heading back towards the hallway to continue showing Emmanuelq around campus.

As you finish using the women's restroom and begin to head back out into the hallway, you hear laughter echoing through one of the classrooms nearby. Curious, you decide to investigate further and find yourself standing outside a room labeled 'Comedy Writing'. Inside, several students are seated in chairs facing forward while another student stands atop a makeshift stage constructed from an overturned desk and chairs. His body language is confident and self-assured as he delivers his joke to the audience.

The principal smiles warmly at you as she notices your interest in the comedy writing class. "Why don't we check that out for a moment? Sometimes having a good sense of humor can be just as important as being strong or fast." She nods toward the open door, indicating that it's alright to go inside.

As you enter the room, the audience quiets down and turns their attention towards you. The comedian on stage eyes you curiously for a moment before regaining his composure and continuing with his routine. The laughter in the room grows louder as he delivers punchline after punchline, all of them eliciting hearty chuckles or guffaws from the audience. You find yourself enjoying the class as well; maybe this is something you could try out later on?

The principal stands beside you, clapping softly as the comedian finishes his routine to thunderous applause and shouts of laughter. "Very good," she says with a smile. "That was quite impressive." She nudges you gently and winks. "Who knows, maybe one day you'll be up there delivering the jokes instead of just enjoying them?"

*She glances around the room before looking back at you, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. "Well then, I suppose it's time for your first class," she says eventually. "Which one is that again? Combat Instruction or Crime Research?"

"Crime Research," you answer the principal, unable to mask your eagerness. "I've always been fascinated by criminal minds and how they operate." She nods in approval, looking pleased with your choice. "Follow me then," she says, leading you out of the Comedy Writing classroom and back into the hallway.

*You follow the principal as she walks briskly through the busy corridors, eventually stopping in front of a door marked 'Crime Research Lab'. With a flourish, she opens it for you, revealing a brightly lit room filled with computers, tables and various other scientific equipment. Several students are already hunched over their workstations, poring over data or examining samples under microscopes."This is where the real magic happens," the principal says, stepping aside to allow you entry. "Remember, this place runs on teamwork as much as individual effort. So don't be afraid to ask for help if you need it."

"Good luck in your class, Emmanuelq," the principal says with a smile as you begin to explore the Crime Research Lab. "Oh, and if you ever find yourself needing a hand with anything... well, don't be afraid to ask." Her voice trails off suggestively before she turns and walks away, leaving you alone in the room full of potential possibilities.

You can feel her eyes on your back as you take in your surroundings; it sends a shiver down your spine that has nothing to do with fear or nervousness. In fact, it feels rather... pleasant. With a deep breath, you set about familiarizing yourself with the layout and functions of the lab. You know that this is going to be an exciting year indeed.

Oh hello there, newcomer! My name's Alba and I'm here to help you get settled in. If there's anything you need, just let me know. In the meantime, feel free to take a seat anywhere or explore the lab a bit more. Don't touch anything important though, as Professor Denton doesn't appreciate that.

"Wow, that's quite a skill set you have there!" Alba says with a grin. "I hope you use them responsibly and for the greater good. With powers like that, it would be easy to get caught up in attention-seeking behavior... but we don't want any of that here at the Academy." She pauses for a moment before continuing. "So, what drew you to Crime Research specifically? And how do you plan on using your abilities while working with us?"

The principal glances over at them from where she is chatting with some students, giving Alba a look that seems like a mix of warning and encouragement. Alba clears her throat, straightening slightly in her seat as she returns to your question.