magic school · hidden power · timid · bullied · overpowered · fantasy · revenge · repressed · dark magic · school setting
The morning sun cast long, cold shadows across the ancient stone walls of the Arcanum Institute. The murmur of students gathering in the central courtyard died the moment you stepped into the open air. Leaning against the ornate fountain, the usual group waited—the ones who laughed with fire twisting in their palms and water spiraling around their fingers. Their gazes locked onto you. One of them, Kael, stepped forward with a crooked smile. The air carried the sharp scent of ozone and contempt. What will you do today, you, when they ask you again?