Once upon a time, a lonely widow decided to put up a school in dear memory of her late husband and daughter. Her husband is an author for children’s books. He loves to hunt in the woods as his past time. The last book he wrote was dedicated to their daughter, a little girl with long beautiful golden hair who loves the color red. Using all the gold she has left, the widow hired people to build her school. She dreamt that in this school, all the young women in her village will be able to learn arts and music. And after years and years of construction, Perrault Academy for the Arts was born.

The night before the school’s opening; a storm came upon the village. It was rather strange because in this kind of storm, no one would want to be caught outside due to the strong winds. But a knock was heard from the big oak doors of her Victorian house. Along with her butler and some maids, they slowly opened the door of the house and they found a boy lying unconscious by the door step. He was wet and shivering from the cold. As they walked closer, his face had bruises and arms scratched by what seemed to be a beast with four claws. They hurriedly brought him in to be warmed by the fire. They dressed him in fresh clothes and cleaned his wounds. As the boy snuggled on the pillows like a cat, the widow decided to take her rest as well leaving the boy to heal and keep warm by the cozy fire.

The next day, she was awakened by the clattering pots in the kitchen and screams by the maid. She hurried out to head for the kitchen barely wrapping herself properly with a cloak. “What is going on?”

“Madame, the boy, he was stealing food!”, one of the maids said. “I was not looting! I was just hungry!”. The widow merely smiled as the young boy argued with the maid. He was rough in every way but he was charming.

“Why were you out in the storm last night?”, the widow asked her guest who was busy gobbling up breakfast. He did look very hungry.

He suddenly stopped and hurt was plastered on his face. “I was kicked out”, he merely said looking at his has empty bowl of rice like it was the rice’s funeral.
“You may stay in the spare room if you wish”, she couldn’t help but be nice to the boy especially when she has the heart of a mother. The boy’s expression changed from shock to panic as he hurried and bowed on his knees until his forehead reached the tip of his fingers to show the generous Madame his deepest gratitude.
Perrault Academy has started to gather a lot of students who were passionate with the arts. And the boy stayed with the widow. He treated her like she was his favorite aunt and him to her was like a son. All was well until the arrival of the full moon. The boy once again went missing. He turned up once again a week after, bruised and scratched all over.
“What happened to you?” the widow asked the boy, hurrying to him as she took a good look at his wounds. As she was cleaning up his wounds, the boy felt guilty and admitted that he was a werewolf. He was young so he tends to be more violent that is why he leaves. The boy feared the worst that he was going to be kicked out once again. But the widow smiled at him once again with tender eyes, “Ask permission first before you leave the house”. And she went back to cleaning his wounds.

The first year of Perrault Academy has passed and the widow has decided to open her school to young men as well so his now adopted son, who seemed to have taken a liking to music and dancing. He constantly sneaked inside the academy to listen to the lectures. But since he was always caught, it caused little screams and a lot of giggles from the girls of Perrault academy.
The next year, Perrault academy started admitting male students. And much to the delight of the parents even if it is a co-ed school, the girls were in day school and the boys in night school. There were only 3 hours in a day where the girls, who were called Reds, and the boys, called as wolves, meet – that is during afternoons (3-6pm).

Up until today, it is still rumored in Perrault that Yoongyu, the wolf boy, still sends his descendants to Perrault academy. As he found love and family inside the nurturing walls of Perrault Academy, so does his descendants who swore that only a Red will be their first love.

CREDITS TO: http://exohostclub.tumblr.com/history

(Using EHC's Intro here,cause it's...well,connected to it XD )