I made a mistake. Not the first in my life, but a cruel retribution awaits me for it: studying at the Academy of the Misfits. I have to spend three years here, and only then will I be released “from prison,” if, of course, I remain alive. Snow in September is a bad omen. As soon as the gates of the Academy slammed behind me, life turned into a cold hell. But the mistakes of the past and the fears of the present pale before one single desire: to find out who the Spirit of Winter is and why he made me his Chosen One.