As I walked through the bustling corridors of the academy, I couldn't help but notice the curious glances directed my way. It was as if I had beco the center of attention, and though it was flattering to so extent, it was also slightly botherso.
Whispered comnts and hushed conversations followed wherever I went, making wonder what had captured everyone's interest.
Intrigued and a little self-conscious, I decided to find the source of their fascination. As I passed by a glass window, I paused and looked at my reflection. It was then that I truly took in my appearance. Well, it was probably my face and my physique that they took an interest in. Not to brag but I had a decent amount of muscle on . We continued walking.
He remarked that I was getting a lot of attention from the girls. This morning, I wasn't paying attention, but I really had a handso face. If it had been in my past, with this face, I could have beco really popular—an actor, an idol—but nah! I think they wouldn't suit .
We both entered a room. It was long and had a desk and a chair along with it.
Fellow people have already taken their seats, and my eyes fell on the last chair, which was empty, and I made my way straight towards the chair. He ca along with and sat beside . Isn't he a nice guy. Following around, leading wherever I want to go.
Anyway, after a while, a man enters the room. I guess he's the professor, obviously. He then introduced himself as Heath Atwoll. He started speaking about the basics of magic.
I sat there, absorbing every word that he spoke. His words painted a vivid picture of a world brimming with magic and possibilities, and I couldn't help but be captivated by the allure of it all.
In that hour, the mysterious veil that shrouded the realm of magic began to lift, revealing its intricacies and complexities. I learned that magic was not simply a mystical force wielded by a chosen few but rather an integral part of the very fabric of this world. It was a force that flowed through every living being and elent, waiting to be harnessed by those gifted with the talent to do so.
The notion that magic was all around us, like the very air we breathed, fascinated . It ant that this mystical force was not limited to ancient tos or hidden corners.
I pondered his words about talent and innate abilities. It made wonder if I possessed the necessary aptitude to wield magic. Growing up, my life had been ordinary, devoid of any extraordinary events. All these years, I have searched for magic and read about it in the papers and in books, but now I have the chance to experience it for myself.
And if it hadn't been for those fuckers, I would have had access to magic from a young age.
I sighed again. Damn! It's becoming a habit for . No use thinking about those damned people, whoever they were. Let's just focus on getting used to the magic and also getting so cake in the academy.
Next, I attended the class on alchemy, but I think it's not for . All those potions and stuff didn't understand a thing. But a girl caught my attention in the class. She was a slender girl with brown hair. She was fully imrsed in what the professor was saying.
And coincidentally, she was also in the sa group as .
As the class on alchemy ended, I noticed that she was packing her notes and preparing to leave. I had intended to approach her and strike up a conversation, but before I could make my move, my boy Pierre, who seed quite refined, approached her first. They seed to know each other and engaged in a lively chat.
As I approached, the mannerly boy noticed and waved over. "Jaegar, co et Jennifer," he said with a warm smile. "Jennifer, this is Jaegar, a new student in our group."
Jennifer turned to look at , her eyes a warm shade of brown that seed to hold an air of kindness. "Hi, nice to et you, Jaegar," she greeted with a friendly tone.
I nodded and replied, "Nice to et you too, Jennifer."
We all walked together, leaving the classroom, and Jennifer proved to be just as amiable as the mannerly boy. They chatted animatedly, and I found myself quietly listening to their conversation. Jennifer seed genuinely interested in what Pierre had to say, and he seed equally enthralled by her presence.
And here I was feeling like a third wheel. So I decided to cut in.
"And here I was starting to feel like a third wheel," I said, trying to inject a hint of humor into my words.
Jennifer turned to with a friendly expression, and Pierre looked at with a confused expression, as if he didn't know what I was saying.
"Oh, don't say that," Jennifer replied, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "We're just getting to know each other. You're more than welco to join the conversation."
Pierre nodded enthusiastically, adding, "Absolutely! Jaegar, feel free to jump in whenever you want. We're all in the sa group, after all."
Seriously, this dude changes with the mood and the people with whom he talks. Just before, he was singing praises to Jeanine, and now here he was chatting with her with a broad smile. Well, I am also the sa in a sense.
"Thanks," I said with a small smile. "It's just that you both seed to hit it off so well that I didn't want to intrude."
Jennifer chuckled softly. "No worries at all," she reassured . "We've known each other for a while now, but that doesn't an we don't want to get to know you too."
"Yeah, exactly," Pierre chid in.
Shut up, you filthy animal, I said inwardly.
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