On a Monday morning.
As the first ray of sunshine fell on the Ichrite Academy campus, it rose at an angle, casting golden light on the red brick walls of the ancient buildings and making them shimmer slightly.
Native plants of Ichrite swayed in the morning breeze, trees and grass were covered by morning dew, spreading fresh perfume in the air.
As the birds sang in the dawn chorus, the grand door of the main library slowly opened. Students began to appear on campus, some were rushing to their early classes, some were enjoying their breakfast leisurely, with the occasional laughter.
Passing the green lawn where the Old Literature Building stands at the boundary of the Magic Engineering College, and walking a few more minutes, one can see a tower-shaped glass curtain wall building with a strong sense of art. The sun reflected off it, making it appear tall and bright.
On the fifth floor of this main building of Magic Engineering College.
In the dean's office.