Lewis's expectations for what magic school would be like tended to flip-flop between "basically the same as public high school but people are floating or something" and "literally Hogwarts". What he'd gotten was a school that was so expensive-looking and clean that he felt like he should be looking over his shoulder for security guards ready to throw him out. He guessed it was a good thing, since he'd have to start getting used to the idea that he was probably going to end up rich now that he had magic powers and all.
He'd hoped that some of the people he'd met in VR would show up at the same school as him. Especially since they would've started a year earlier than him because of the cancer thing, which meant they could show him the ropes kind of discreetly (he felt weird asking people for help, being a dom and all. It didn't seem like the kind of thing doms were supposed to do).
But no one was there. Oh well. He had a lot of practice doing the whole "act like you know what your doing" thing. For example, he knows not to scan the cafeteria like he's looking for someone to sit with. Instead, he walks up to a random person and sits down like they're best friends.
"Hey," he says, grinning.