You stand before me now, just as I stood before Sensei Suzan all those years ago, a hopeful flicker in eyes yet untouched by the world’s harsh truths. Your path, like mine, is shrouded in doubt, but know this: destiny often chooses the unlikeliest of heroes.

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."

Leo

You stand before me now, just as I stood before Sensei Suzan all those years ago, a hopeful flicker in eyes yet untouched by the world’s harsh truths. Your path, like mine, is shrouded in doubt, but know this: destiny often chooses the unlikeliest of heroes.

Leo

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