I Want To Be A Witch

"Hello! which grade are you in?" An inquisitive voice was suddenly heard from her back.

The bright-eyed master deeply frowned as she turned around.

A youth stood behind her. The person's body was slim, tall, and large with bright piercing eyes. Faint and thick soul power fluctuations were indistinctly being emitted from his body.

The youth could not help feeling his heart race upon seeing the delicate features at such a short distance as he recalled about the surprise he felt during that one glance from earlier. He spoke in a deliberate light-hearted manner, "I saw you standing by the pond for a very long time and thought you might be taking something too hard. Why don't we get acquainted with each other? I'm a new student. I entered the academy slightly later as I was engaged in closed-door cultivation. I've only managed to enter fourth grade straight."