Chapter 1

The Witch Queen Who Loved a Boy from Another World

Chapter 1: The Transfer Student

Prologue:

The stars shimmered like scattered diamonds over the endless sky of Eldoria—a realm ruled not by men, but by magic.

At the heart of a grand palace floating above silver clouds stood a girl cloaked in midnight silk. Her golden hair rippled in the night wind, her violet eyes reflecting both wisdom and loneliness. She was Celestia Moonveil, crowned Witch Queen of Eldoria—feared by enemies, adored by her people, and utterly alone.

The Moon Mirror stood before her, glowing with ancient magic. It showed her not kingdoms or war, but a quiet street under electric lights… and a boy.

He walked to school with his hands in his pockets, tie crooked, hair a mess, face calm and distant. Just another boy in the crowd—except to Celestia. Because when their eyes met through the mirror’s magic, time froze.

A spark. A strange flutter in her chest.

"He’s the one," the mirror whispered.

Celestia touched the glass, heart pounding.

“I don’t care what the prophecy says,” she whispered. “I’ll find him. Even if I have to leave this world behind.”

Haruto Akiyama liked quiet mornings.

The soft clatter of vending machines. The predictable murmur of early trains. The half-dead silence of students shuffling into class with sleep still clinging to their eyes.

It was peaceful. Boring, maybe—but boring was good. Boring didn’t randomly explode.

Unfortunately, this morning… felt cursed.

“Did you hear about the new transfer student?” Yuki Nakamura asked as they crossed the school gate.

Haruto gave a mild shrug. “No. Should I care?”

Yuki leaned closer like a gossiping aunt. “She’s weird, dude. Like, anime-level weird. She showed up in a carriage—A CARRIAGE—with glowing wheels. The janitor swore the driver vanished into smoke. Also, she might have a British accent. Or a curse.”

Haruto narrowed his eyes. “...You just described a Disney villain.”

“Exactly!”

Haruto sighed and walked faster, hoping Yuki’s imagination was just running wild again. But the feeling—the odd one that something was off—kept gnawing at him.

As they reached the classroom, his teacher stood at the front with the kind of stiff smile she only wore when something was about to go spectacularly wrong.

“Everyone, please settle down,” she said, clapping her hands. “We have a new student joining us today. Please be respectful. She’s… adjusting to our culture.”

Murmurs filled the air. The door opened.

And then silence.

Every breath in the room paused as the girl stepped in.

She wasn’t wearing the school uniform.

Instead, she wore a flowing navy-blue dress embroidered with stars, a cape that shimmered like nightfall, and boots that looked hand-crafted by elves. A wide-brimmed witch hat sat atop her long, golden hair, curling gently at the tips. Her eyes were a glowing amethyst that didn’t just look at you—they saw you.

Haruto's stomach dropped when those eyes landed directly on him.

She smiled.

“I am Celestia Moonveil,” she said, her voice a melodic blend of elegance and power. “Queen of the Witchlands of Eldoria… but you may call me Celestia.” She curtsied, the folds of her dress rippling like magic. “It is an honor to study in your… mortal academy.”

Half the class dropped their pens.

“Did she say queen?”

“Is this cosplay?!”

“Wait… is this a prank show?!”

Celestia turned to the teacher and whispered something. The teacher blinked, nodded slowly, and then gestured to the empty seat beside Haruto.

“You’ll be sitting next to… Akiyama-kun.”

She practically glided across the room. As she sat beside him, her perfume—soft like lavender and wildflowers—tickled his nose.

Celestia leaned in, lips close to his ear. “I have found you,” she whispered.

Haruto stiffened. “...I don’t even know you.”

“But I know you,” she replied with a dreamy smile. “And soon, you will know me. Destiny demands it.”

Great, Haruto thought, I’m sitting next to a beautiful, possibly delusional witch.

The rest of the class passed in a daze.

Celestia didn’t understand math, called the teacher “Professor of Numbers,” and turned her notebook into a small bird by accident. When asked to introduce herself again during homeroom, she summoned a rose from thin air and presented it to Haruto with the words:

“To my chosen one.”

By lunch, rumors were flying. Was she an actress? A rich noble? A cult leader?

Yuki was losing his mind. “Bro. BRO. She literally turned a gum wrapper into a butterfly. I SAW IT.”

Haruto just stared at his sandwich.

“Why me?” he muttered. “Why not the student council president or something?”

As if on cue, Celestia appeared beside him again, sliding into the seat with regal grace.

“You wonder why fate led me to you,” she said gently. “I don’t know the full answer either. But when I saw you through the Moon Mirror… I felt something I’ve never felt before.”

He blinked. “The Moon what?”

“You’ll understand in time.” She rested her chin on her hand, watching him with amusement. “Though you’re less romantic than I hoped.”

“I just want a normal life,” he muttered.

Celestia smiled.

“Too late.”

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