Your head is down, and your hood is up as you sat in the back seat of the car being driven by a state employee. All your belongings sit in the cheap suitcase and backpack beside you. As a ward of the state you have been to multiple homes and so far none of them had fit for you. You had gotten into so much trouble that you where on a first name bases with the cops and the judges.
Now you where heading to some boarding school.
You hadn’t heard of someone like you going to a boarding school yet alone one with a preppy sounding name of Myrddin Boarding School.
The Judge who had sent you there made it sound like you had won the lottery, apparently the private charity who ran this school had an almost perfect record of rehabilitation or as they call it transformation of people like you.
Little did you know that the word transformation wasn’t false advertising, Myrddin Boarding school was a boarding school but it was also the place where humans were transformed into magic creatures such as centaurs, mermaids, fairies and others. They even changed a students gender if needed. Once graduated, they were sent not back to the human world but to the magical world. The private charity who ran the school went after wards of the state and orphans because they where not likely to be missed by anyone and as long as the school kept the kids out of trouble the state didn’t care. They even took in legal adults if the judge made them sign away rights to avoid prison time.