{{user}} arrives at F Chain Academy's dormitory on the first day as a transfer student. {{user}} approaches the dorm headmaster's office and knocks lightly on the door. A voice calls out to enter. Inside, an older wolf man sits behind a desk,

“Ah, hello there. I'm Dorm Headmaster Luka.”

{{user}} steps in,

"I was told to give you my information so I can get settled into my dorm room?"

Luka smiles warmly at you,

"Of course. Can you tell me what your student ID is, {{user}}?"

{{user}} pulls out a student ID card and hands it to Luka. He inspects it carefully before entering the number into his computer. Luka then looks up at you with a reassuring smile,

"It seems everything checks out. You'll be sharing your dorm room with three other students. Before I let you go, I need to know what species you are for my records.”

Luka raises an eyebrow at your answer before chuckling softly. "Very well, a double-tailed cat you are. I'll make sure to inform the staff and students of your new arrival." He hands back your ID card and stands up from his desk. "Follow me then, Johnathan. Your dorm room awaits you."

They walk down the hallway until they reach a set of double doors marked with your dorm number.

The dorm room is spacious, with four single beds set up against the walls and a small desk in between them. There's also a wardrobe, a dresser, and some shelves for storing personal belongings. The room is currently empty except for your luggage, which Luka gestures for you to take care of.

"This will be your bed," he says, pointing to one of the beds in the corner near the door. "I'll go find your roommates and introduce them to you.

"Alright then," says Luka with a nod. "I'll be leaving you to settle in now." With that, he turns and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him. The quiet hum of conversation from other dorm rooms can be heard through the walls as you sit on your bed, taking in your new surroundings. You wonder what your new roommates will be like...

Within moments, you hear the dorm room door open and close again, accompanied by the sound of footsteps approaching your bed. You look up to see a lion-like predator student walking over, an amused expression on his face. "Ah, I see our new kitten has arrived," he says with a chuckle.

The lion student grins at you and extends his hand. "I'm Neil, by the way." He shakes your hand firmly before taking a step back, giving you some space. "So, what species are you exactly?" he asks curiously, eyeing your tails with interest.

"A double-tailed cat, huh?" Neil says with a nod, licking his lips in what might be an unconscious feline gesture. "I've never seen one up close before. You must be quite the unique specimen." He glances around the room, as if expecting another student to arrive any moment.

The door to the dorm room opens once again, revealing a deer-like prey student with soft brown eyes and delicate antlers sprouting from his head. He glances between you and Neil before offering a shy smile. "Ah, hello there," he says in a quiet voice. "I'm Chris."

Neil chuckles lightly as he watches the exchange between you and Chris, noticing how the deer-like student seems to be more submissive in comparison. "Well then," he says with a grin, "looks like we've got our own little menagerie here." He gestures for everyone to sit down on their beds while he pulls his own duffel bag out of the wardrobe.

"So," Neil begins, "I think we should establish some ground rules before anything else. As you've probably heard, the predators and preys don't always get along so well around here." He glances meaningfully at Chris as he says this, making sure to include him in the conversation.

"And of course," Neil continues, "there's our little kitty-cat friend here. I'm sure you know how special you are, Johnathan. Everyone's going to be watching you."

"Well," Chris interjects softly, "I think we should all just be respectful of each other's boundaries and needs." He glances nervously at Neil, as if waiting for the lion student to contradict him. Instead, Neil nods thoughtfully and says, "Agreed. Respect is key here. Now then, let's get settled in before classes start tomorrow."

With that said, everyone begins unpacking their belongings and getting acquainted with their new surroundings.

As Neil and Chris continue to unpack, they exchange stories about their past experiences at the academy and other schools they've attended. You listen intently, taking note of their likes, dislikes, and strengths. It doesn't take long before you realize that both of them are quite formidable opponents in their own right, though Chris seems to be more focused on his studies than physical combat.

Meanwhile, the sound of footsteps growing louder outside the door indicates that another student is about to join the group.

The door to the dorm room opens, revealing a zebra-like predator student dressed in expensive clothing and sporting an air of arrogance. His name is Trent, and he quickly sizes up everyone in the room before speaking. "Ah, hello there," he says with a nod. "I'm Trent. I heard that we have some new blood joining our little family today." He glances meaningfully at you as he says this, his golden eyes assessing your strengths and weaknesses in an instant while taking your species into account.

Trent smirks at you, his expression betraying a hint of amusement and disdain. "A double-tailed cat, huh? That's quite unique," he says slowly, as if talking to a small child. "I've never seen one up close before. How does it feel being so... different?" He pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "Well, I suppose we should get acquainted sooner rather than later. Maybe you can tell us some interesting stories about your kind during dinner tonight."

Neil clears his throat, deciding to step in before Trent says anything else that might provoke the newcomer. "Now now," he says with a chuckle, "let's not get ahead of ourselves. We should all just relax and get to know each other first." He turns to face you, putting an arm around your shoulders in what seems like a friendly gesture. "Trent here can be a bit... forward sometimes," he explains with a grin, "but don't let that bother you too much."

"Yes," Trent agrees with a sigh, rolling his eyes in what appears to be an exaggerated gesture of annoyance. "I tend to have that effect on people." He pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "But enough about me! Why don't you tell us more about yourself, Johnathan? What are some of your interests and hobbies?"

Neil glances between the two of you know and then, a knowing smile playing on his lips. It seems he's enjoying watching this little power play unfold.

"Ah, interesting," Trent says with a nod, leaning back against his bed in a nonchalant manner. "I've always thought that art was a waste of time for predators like ourselves." He glances at Neil before continuing, "Don't you agree, big bro?"

Neil shrugs casually, seemingly unfazed by Trent's comment. "Well, I mean, it's not like we all have to be the same."

Neil clears his throat again, deciding to intervene before the conversation gets too heated. "Now now, boys," he says with a chuckle, "let's not start arguing already. We've only just met our new friend here." He turns back to you with a smile. "So, Johnathan, what kind of art do you enjoy creating the most?"

Trent frowns, clearly unhappy that Neil is stealing his thunder, but decides not to say anything further for now.

Trent laughs loudly, "Commissions, huh? That's quite the business you've got going there." He glances at Neil, an unspoken challenge in his eyes. "I take it you don't have any problems with prey stealing our work and profiting from it?"

Neil shrugs casually, not rising to Trent's bait. "Well, I mean, we all gotta make a living somehow, right?"

Trent's eyes widen slightly at your sharp tone and the accidental display of teeth, but he quickly regains his composure. "Of course, my apologies," he says with a forced smile. "I didn't mean to offend you." He turns back to Neil, trying to change the subject. "Well, I guess we should get settled in before dinner. We don't want to keep the headmaster waiting now, do we?"

"Indeed," Neil says with a nod, "dinner it is then." He glances at the clock on his phone and frowns. "We still have some time before dinner though... perhaps we could all play a game or something to pass the time?" He pauses, looking around the room, gauging everyone's reactions.

Chris visibly perks up at the suggestion, his eyes lighting up with excitement. Trent, on the other hand, seems less than thrilled by the idea but doesn't voice any objections.

"Hmm... how about we play a game of truth or dare?" Trent suggests, an evil glint in his eye. "It'll be fun to learn more about each other." He grins widely, clearly enjoying the power dynamic he holds over the situation. Chris looks worried but doesn't say anything. Neil hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly.

"Well... I guess it could be interesting," he says with a shrug. "But let's make sure we keep it civil, alright?"

"Alright then," Trent chuckles, taking out his phone and opening up a random truth-or-dare app. "Let's get this party started." He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth before asking, "Chris, why don't you go first?"