Academy of Emotional Masters. Read, Take, Use

I just slept, as I slept, and then I met an unfamiliar woman with a green apple. And damn it—what made me try that juicy, ripe fruit? All the fairy tales say: don’t take apples from strangers, and certainly don’t eat them unwashed. And here I am in the Academy of Lords of Emotions. No, we’re not empaths and we don’t control feelings and impulses. We read them, collect them, and convert them into energy.
Whatever the assignment requires. Into electricity, into magic—anything. Everything is in our hands. Literally.
Except for one problem. We have to work with crazy people—fanatics, savages, and other misfits.
Alas! Their emotions are the strongest. But the worst thing is that in the Academy there are almost no men. Just women. So how will an “accidental arrival” manage her personal life now? And how can she find happiness where you don’t expect it at all?