A couple landed straight in front of the entrance, after an hour or so of flying. A blue haired and proud looking woman and a slightly sleepy looking male. The young woman had a child strapped to her back that was happily dozing away. 

"Ah, so this is the school you went to, three years back?" asked Michael. Mithrail nodded.

"Yes it is, though it was not truly much of a school as much as it was a gathering of pointless rabble," she muttered. 

"Mithrail, can we avoid getting into a fight on our first day please?" 

"I-if that's what you want, Michael. I make no promises, though."

The two of them headed straight towards the school grounds. Michael was applying as a teacher, while Mithrail would be finishing her education on learning how to interact with mortals. Last year, she'd learned how to interact with the fragile part of humanity, now it was time to learn how to deal with the much sturdier portion of the species.