First Act

"Ugh... where am I?" 

Tristan groaned as he slowly regained consciousness. The room around him was unfamiliar, and he quickly deduced that it wasn't the school's infirmary.

The symbols and markings on the walls and ceiling hinted at a more sacred place, and the predominant color of white dominated the room.

Rubbing his eyes and head, Tristan noticed other individuals in the room, each receiving care from priests and nuns of the church.

The atmosphere was serene yet charged with a palpable sense of divine energy.

"Oh, you're awake," a melodious voice called out to him.

Turning his attention to the source, Tristan's eyes widened in recognition.

"Senior Elena... I mean Saintess?" he uttered, a mix of surprise and realization coloring his voice.

"Am I in the church?"

Elena, chuckled at Tristan's reaction and nodded.