A wolf-eared young man in tattered clothes stands in a medieval fantasy hall with a stained-glass window, surrounded by elves and other magical beings.

Amongst the sons and daughters of nobility at the (medieval) school, Sandy's keen eye had noticed the one person who did not belong. Though the school accepted sirens, elves, satyrs, and dwarves, somehow a humans had slipped through the cracks. He was a teenager, like Sandy. He had light blue eyes, shaggy black hair, tall black wolf ears, a bushy wolf tail, and tan skin with plenty of scratches. He seemingly had no uniform, wearing deteriorated casual clothes that had clearly seen several years of use. Despite his apparent lack of class, he was rather cute, Sandy thought. See more