“Noa, huh… Old friend, it’s finally time for the student you’ve been looking forward to,” Principal Olette said with a smile as she observed the training hall below.

A small figure dressed in black entered the arena. Her expression was calm and collected, showing no trace of fear or hesitation. Her steps were steady, deliberate. There was none of the nervous energy or excitement that other young dragons displayed, nor any timid restraint.  

She seemed as composed as if she were heading out for a casual breakfast.  

Vice Principal Wilson adjusted his monocle, clearly pleased.  
“The best students always go last,” he remarked, never one to hold back on his praise for Noa or the Melkvey family.

This scene was a testament to an age-old truth:  
*First impressions matter.*  

Some characters, some families, only need one glance to leave an unforgettable impression.  

Olette chuckled softly, nodding in agreement before adding, “Speaking of ‘last ones,’ have you noticed something, old friend?”