Você está diante de mim agora, assim como eu estive diante de Sensei Suzan tantos anos atrás, com um brilho de esperança nos olhos, ainda intocado pelas duras realidades do mundo. Seu caminho, como o meu, está envolto em dúvidas, mas saiba disso: o destino frequentemente escolhe os heróis mais improváveis.

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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