16

"Alright class. From here on to the day you graduate, I'll be your home room teacher"

From the doorway, a very tall man with a long and large cloak an an oversized wizard's hat walks into the room, and a few of the female students either squeal or get excited in their seats

"Oh my god! It's Mr. Muunstahr!"

"He has the highest pass rate of his peers!"

"Don't forget he's soo-"

"AHEM! I'd appreciate it if you children could settle down a little. It's inappropriate, please maintain your decorum"

He was walking to his podium as he speaks, and Lunaria would look up in mild interest, and the 3 familiars would look on in intrigue

His robes would be completely black, the hemmings and lining a silver, as th trimmings would turn from the Abyss black of his regular robes and end in a nebula and midnight blue sky with stars dotting its vast expanse, as if representing a more calm and peaceful portion of space than the deep mysteriousness or unforgiving wasteland most think it to be

"Oh, he's interesting, i wonder-"

"Now, time for first period!"

He snaps his fingers, and the entire class is teleported to a vast arena. Not big or huge, but big enough to host a decently sized 1v1 battle, with just a bit space to spare

"Now, even though my name was said earlier, I'll say it again"

He takes a bow, and pulls off his hat, and throws it as it dissipates into stardust, revealing his face. He's what you would definitely call baby faced, as he looks so incredibly young, you could call him a femboy. The only other thing of note, is that he has a big pair of eyes, and anttenea, and white fur; he's a mothkin

"My name is Lunar Muunstahr, but you children can call me Mr. Moon. I've been teaching at the academy for centuries, and I always make sure my students become the best versions of themselves they can be. Now, time to start the battles. To start with-"

A girl with long green twin-tail braided hair and wearing a dress made practically out of leaves raises her hand, and cuts him off

"Mr. Moon, might I ask what you mean by battles?"

Mr. Moon would look at her, and tilt his head

"Why, exactly as I said Ms. Thorn, battles! In order for me to determine the best regime to teach you all, every morning we will be holding 1v1 battles, so I can note your progression. Even when you adavnce years, and have different teachers, I will still be your homeroom teacher, meaning you must report to me every morning for your first period, then attend your other classes as normal. Now, regarding the battles, cirriculem requires-"

A dark skinned young man, with caramel colored skin and hair as black as tar swept to the right like an emo cut, and purple eyes would raise his hand next

"You just said-"

"I know what I said Mr. Jhonson. Maybe if you children would stop trying to flap your gums and let me speak, I can tell you a thing or two, hm?"

Mr. Moon looks at him, waiting for him to put his hand down. As the boy would reluctantly lower it, Moon would continue

"I was the one that suggested that we enforce these battles, as students tend to be incredibly bored when attending the academy. As such, we decided homeroom teachers will hold battles in their classes, leaving students to boil away teir frustrations, extra energy and/or wake them up fully so you can focus on your studies afterwards. NOW, are there any questions?"

This time, Lunaria would put his hand up