"A Fateful Encounter"

Meanwhile in the Academy, in the First Year-Elementary magic class,

Elise took a deep breath and looked out the window, admiring the breathtaking scenery. "Wow, the view from here is breathtaking. The flowers are in full bloom, and the colors are so vibrant," she said, her voice filled with wonder and awe.

Elise is a modest and homely-looking young woman with chestnut brown hair that falls in soft waves down to her waist. Her face is delicate with a small nose, rosy cheeks, and full lips. Her warm brown eyes are framed by long lashes, and she has a gentle smile that lights up her face. She is of average height and has a slender, yet curvy figure.

Elise dresses simply, preferring practical clothes that allow her to move freely. Despite her modest appearance, Elise carries herself with quiet confidence and grace.

She was the daughter of a baron who lived in the outskirts of the capital. Her family was not wealthy, but they were respected in their small community. Elise had always dreamed of attending the prestigious academy in the capital, but her family didn't have the means to afford it.

One day, a distant relative of Elise's father offered to sponsor her education at the academy. It was an opportunity that Elise couldn't pass up, so she gratefully accepted.

One of her classmates, Mary, chimed in, "Yes, I know, it's absolutely gorgeous. I can't believe how lucky we are to study in such a beautiful place."

Elise nodded in agreement. "I feel so grateful to be here. The Academy is such an amazing institution, and the environment is just perfect for studying. I can't wait to explore more of the surrounding areas and see what else this place has to offer."

As she continued to gaze out the window, her eyes caught sight of a small pond surrounded by trees in the distance. "Oh, look at that pond. It's so serene and peaceful. I bet it would be the perfect spot for some quiet reflection or meditation."

Mary smiled. "You're so right. It's like you have a sixth sense for finding hidden gems."

Elise blushed at the compliment. "Oh, I don't know about that. I just love nature and appreciate the little things in life."

As the girls continued to admire the scenery, the commotion in the classroom suddenly erupted, and they could hear the girls' excited whispers and squeals. Elise turned her head, curious about what was happening, and saw a man entering the classroom.

Elise heard one of her classmates exclaim, "Oh my god, is that the Crown Prince?" Another girl responded, "It must be, what else would he be doing here?"

He had a tall and imposing stature, standing well over six feet tall. His broad shoulders and muscular build were visible even through his royal attire. His sharp, chiseled features were accentuated by his jet-black hair that was combed back, revealing his high forehead. His eyes were a piercing gold, and his angular jawline was perfectly sculpted. He had a prominent nose and thin lips that seemed to be set in a perpetual frown. Despite his striking appearance, there was an air of coldness and aloofness about him that kept people at bay.

As her eyes fell on the Crown Prince, she froze. Memories of the first day of school came flooding back to her - the same Crown Prince who had approached her and asked her to "take it off" when she was alone. The memory of the incident made her angry, and she felt a flush of heat rise to her cheeks.

She glanced at the Crown Prince's face, studying it closely to make sure that it was him. Her heart was beating fast, and she felt a sense of anxiety rise within her. Sure enough, it was the same person who had approached her on that fateful day. Her fists clenched involuntarily, remembering how she had slapped him for his indecent behavior.

As she watched him scan the classroom, she tried to keep her face neutral and avoid his gaze, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness. She wondered if he remembered the incident and if he would hold a grudge against her.

She could feel her heart racing as he scanned the room, his cold expression revealing nothing.

"Oh no," she whispered to herself, "he must be here for me."

Mary looked at her with concern. "What's wrong, Elise? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Elise took a deep breath and composed herself. "I'll tell you later," she whispered to Mary. "I think I have a problem I need to face."