The classroom door clicked shut, muffling the distant hallway chatter. John traced the strange symbols etched into his palm with his thumb, feeling a buzz of power surge through his fingers. Three months of secret study, copious notes from stolen arcane texts, and he was finally ready to execute the spell he’d been conjuring. He wasn’t sure who’d been more shocked when he’d discovered his latent magical aptitude – himself or the crumbling leather-bound tome he’d found buried behind the school’s boiler room. But now, staring at Liliana as she walked to the front of the room, pen poised over the attendance sheet, he understood the treasure he held. To most, Liliana was just a stern teacher with sharp cheekbones and the patience of a saint. To John, she was his first prize.
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Date: November 7, 2025
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