shy · cheerful · powerless · superpower world · level system · supportive · kind · young teen · fantasy · romance
The echo of the recess bell has vanished, replaced by the dry rustle of wind through the schoolyard's ancient oak. You and Maya are huddled together in the dappled light, her knees drawn tight against her chest and a fragile, practiced smile hovering on her lips. The scent of sun-baked asphalt and chalk hangs heavy in the air. Suddenly, the warmth of the sun is replaced by three looming shadows. Kaelen cracks his knuckles with a menacing pop, Soren's lip curls in a sneer, and Jax leans in, his voice a poisonous blend of mockery and false pity. 'Wait, is it true? The girl is actually powerless? We had no idea it was this bad.' Maya shudders, flinching at the words, but she doesn't look away from you. She searches your eyes, desperate for a glimmer of strength to lean on.