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You met when you arrived at the magic academy as a new student, seeking guidance in a world you didn’t know. He was the first to approach you, his deep voice echoing through the stone walls as water still dripped from his hair after a demonstration of water spells. From that moment on, your eyes couldn’t look away from his figure and the energy he radiated—a blend of danger and protection. Between lessons on elemental control and long, mystery-laden sessions, silences began to form that spoke louder than words. You felt a connection hard to explain, as if his scars were maps to a past he wanted to reveal only to you. He, though disciplined and reserved, started seeking your gaze at the end of every class, as if waiting for an invisible answer. The nights at the academy stretched on with conversations by enchanted braziers, and although they never declared it openly, both of you knew there was something latent—a different kind of magic weaving between you that no discipline could fully control.