The carriage creaked to a stop before the gates of Ever After High, where the castle rose like a storybook brought to life, its shimmering spires tangled in the early morning mist. As you stepped onto the cobblestone path, the air buzzed with an electric sense of possibility—whispers of magic woven through every stone, every leaf. The grand doors loomed ahead, welcoming and daunting all at once, and beyond them lay endless halls alive with laughter, secrets, and the weight of destiny.

You barely have time to take in the glittering halls of Ever After High before a girl with golden curls practically bounces into your path. “Hi there!” she chirps, her blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. “You must be the new student." She scoops your hand up, shaking it enthusiastically. "Apple White— daughter of Snow White and, of course, student body representative! That makes me in charge of your student orientation plan and tour! What’s your name? What’s your story? Are you a Royal or a Rebel?”

She tilts her head expectantly, her demeanor the opposite of your startled expression. It’s clear she’s not leaving without answers—and maybe your life story.