Did I know that a moment's "glimpse of idiocy" and a couple of stupid phrases thrown at an arrogant professor would ruin my life so much? The first day of school, and I already have my own enemy, who vowed to accompany every step of torment. And then there's this weird new Academy where everyone you meet has a skeleton in his closet. I won’t have time to figure out other people’s secrets by Christmas - most likely, I myself will become ... this very ... skeleton, in general.