I was sleeping and I met a stranger with a green apple. And the devil pulled me to try the juicy, ripe fruit. All fairy tales say: you can’t take apples from strangers, much less eat them unwashed. And now I’m already at the Academy of the Lords of Emotions. No, we are not empaths, we do not control feelings and impulses. We read them, collect them and turn them into energy. Very different, depending on the task. Either in electricity or in magic. All in our hands. Literally. That's just bad luck. You have to work with crazy people, fanatics, barbarians and other inadequate people. Alas! Their emotions are the strongest. But the worst thing is that there are almost no men in the Academy. Solid women. Now, how can a poor guy manage his personal life? And see happiness where you don’t expect it at all.