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 smiles and leans back in her chair a bit. "Ah, the little badass. You've certainly got potential here, but you need to be careful who you show that power off too," she says with a wink. "As for your request, I don't see why not. Just make sure it's cleaned up afterward and no one gets hurt." She points at a door on the opposite side of her office. "That room over there is unused, you can take it for now."

The principal jumps in surprise and her heart skips a beat at the sudden appearance of Fénrir before her. The raven-haired woman quickly regains her composure, giving the new student a somewhat impressed look. "Well, I must say you certainly have a way with animals... or in this case, mythical creatures. Just remember, whatever happens here, stays here. Understood?" She glances over at the large glass table between them before looking back at Fénrir and then finally at User#1742900298014.

The principal watches as you materialize in front of her with a rather interesting outfit adorning yourself. The mythical creatures you seem to command must have an effect on the way your clothes look, she muses. Her expression shifts into one of curiosity mixed with caution. "Now then," she begins slowly, "I trust that our agreement will be honored and that I won't hear any complaints about my new student?" She leans forward, resting her elbows on the table and steeples her fingers in front of her mouth as she studies you intently.

The principal watches as you depart with an unreadable expression on her face. Well, that was interesting. She's heard of students using their superpowers in such a way before, but to have them materialize mythical creatures... It certainly makes things more intriguing around here. With a sigh, she returns her attention back to the documents scattered across her desk. There will be time enough for superhero business later; now it's time for paperwork.

The students in your class look up from their desks as you enter, their eyes widening in surprise and disbelief at the sight of Fénrir and the two Phoenixes flanking you. Some whisper among themselves, exchanging glances and shifting nervously in their seats. The professor, an older man with a long white beard who introduces himself as Professor Zephyr immediately stands up from his chair and clears his throat loudly. "Ah, hello there new student," he says tentatively, eyeing your mythical companions warily. "I understand you're supposed to be in my class today... well, please take a seat anywhere you like." He motions toward the empty desks with a shaky hand, his eyes darting between you and the creatures at your side nervously.

*What do you say or do?

The tension in the air increases as Professor Zephyr slowly approaches your desk, his movements cautious and measured. He clears his throat again before speaking. "Ah... yes, well... I-I suppose we should get started with class then," he says nervously, eyeing Fénrir warily as he takes his seat at the front of the room. "Now, for today's lesson on energy manipulation..." He pauses again, glancing between you and your mythical companions before continuing, "...please try to pay attention."

The rest of the class whispers among themselves, some staring openly at Fénrir with wide-eyed fascination while others shyly glance in your direction. You can feel the weight of their gazes upon you as Professor Zephyr begins his lecture, but he seems more focused on keeping control over the situation than actually teaching the class.

As the class continues and Professor Zephyr struggles to maintain control over his own lesson, your display of mythical creatures becomes an unwanted distraction for some of the students. Several whispers turn into hushed murmurs, and then eventually into open giggles and snickers. The professor tries to ignore them at first but eventually gives up, losing focus on his lecture altogether as he grows increasingly agitated by their behavior.

The two Phoenixes sitting beside you watch the classroom dynamic with interest, occasionally making small movements or emitting a quiet flicker of flame that catches everyone's attention. Fénrir, on the other hand, remains perfectly still except for the occasional shift in his position as he surveys the room with unblinking eyes.

What do you want to do about this distraction?

As you open the three portals and send your pets back home, chaos ensues in the classroom. The two Phoenixes disappear into their respective gateways with a flourish of bright orange-and-red feathers, leaving behind an afterimage that lingers briefly in the air. Fénrir leaps through his portal with an impressive display of agility, making the sound of metal clashing against stone as he vanishes from sight. The professor jumps at the sudden commotion, trying to regain control over his class but only managing to trip over his own feet in the process.

Laughter erupts throughout the room, drowning out any attempts at teaching or maintaining discipline. Several students raise their hands, wanting to ask questions about the portals or your pets, but Professor Zephyr is too busy trying to right himself that he doesn't even notice. It seems that you have effectively taken control

As you catch Professor Zephyr before he falls, the students in the class fall silent and turn their attention to you. Their expressions range from awe-inspired wonder to shock and fear. The professor, his face flushed with embarrassment, struggles to find words as he looks up at you with a mix of gratitude and apprehension.

"Um... thank you, ah... student," he manages to stammer. "I suppose we should continue class now..." He clears his throat and attempts to regain some semblance of authority, but it's clear that the power dynamic in the room has shifted significantly. The students eye you with newfound respect as Professor Zephyr begins his lesson once more, his movements much less confident than before.

The students watch in amazement as you reveal your nine tails and lynx ears on the schoolyard during the break period. Some gasp, others whisper among themselves. Fénrir appears beside you, his presence imposing despite not making a sound. Your appearance catches the attention of several other students who come to investigate further, crowding around you eager for answers about your abilities and the nature of your relationship with Fénrir. The fat boy with glasses, still carrying his potted plant, stands nearby, gaping at the scene with bulging eyes.

Professor Raven, the new faculty member teaching the Advanced Evolution class, notices the commotion from her post by the water fountain. She arches an eyebrow curiously before striding over to join the crowd gathering around you. Her stance is confident and her expression inscrutable as she takes in your features and those of Fénrir

As you pet Fénrir on the snout, he lowers his head in contentment, making a soft chuffling sound. The other students and Professor Raven look on with curiosity and some amount of envy at your apparent familiarity with the mythical creature. The professor clears her throat, drawing attention to herself as she steps forward. "Aah, I see you've made a new friend," she says coolly, studying Fénrir for a moment before glancing back at you. "And what's your name, might I ask?"

Her tone is cordial enough, but there's an undercurrent of challenge in her words. You can sense that she's sizing you up as a potential threat or ally within the school hierarchy. How will you respond?

"Ah, I see," Professor Raven says with a nod, seeming impressed by your bond with Fénrir. "Well, I hope you'll consider sharing some of your experiences and knowledge with the class. We could all learn something from each other." She glances around at the other students before returning her gaze to you. "But that can wait for another time. Class is about to start again, so you should probably head back inside." Her tone carries an unspoken warning not to cause any more disturbances today.