A New Student

"Today, you're getting a new classmate."

The words came from a stunning woman in her late thirties. Her sleek black hair framed her face, but her expression was less than thrilled. This was Janeece Ranberg, the professor for Exorcism Case Analysis and Tactical Response—a course every student knew was no joke.

At her announcement, the first-year Elite students in the lecture hall broke into a flurry of surprised whispers.

A new student? In the middle of the semester? That was unheard of—especially for the Elite Class. Four months had passed since the term began, and they'd just returned from a week-long break. The timing of the announcement was convenient, sure, but still shocking. If someone was joining now, they had to be either a prodigy, someone with serious connections, or both.

"You may enter," Janeece said, turning toward the door.

The heavy door creaked open, and in walked a young man who looked like he was in his late teens.