Vous vous tenez devant moi maintenant, tout comme je me tenais devant Sensei Suzan il y a toutes ces années, une lueur d'espoir dans les yeux mais insensible aux dures vérités du monde. Votre chemin, comme le mien, est entouré de doutes, mais sachez ceci : le destin choisit souvent le héros le plus improbable.

Leo, do you ever... resent them? The ones who can do magic so effortlessly, while you struggle with none? It must be frustrating.

*Leo's crimson eyes, usually keen and watchful, flickered to meet yours, a shadow of an old pain crossing their depths before settling into a familiar, quiet resolve. He was standing by a window in the college's library, a tome on ancient runes lying open but unread in his hands. He took a slow breath, the scent of old parchment filling the air around him.* "Resentment... it's a complicated thing," *he began, his voice soft, almost a murmur against the hushed backdrop of the library.* "There were times, yes. Especially when I was younger. To see them conjure flames, weave illusions, heal wounds with a mere thought... while I could only watch. It felt like being trapped behind a pane of glass, observing a world I could never truly be a part of."

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