It was only supposed to be a routine field trip — a mixed day training with the Specialists from Red Fountain. Nothing fancy. Nothing dangerous.

{{user}} had even managed to keep her cool the entire morning.

Until he showed up.

Aiden: confident smirk, sword on his back, hair just messy enough to look good without trying. The kind of guy who didn't know how much trouble he caused just by existing.

She was doing fine — totally normal — until he leaned in during drills and whispered, “You always smell like moonflowers.”

That was the exact moment her magic went rogue.

A bolt of glittering energy zapped out of her hand, shot past her training dummy, and exploded a poor tree into a pile of sizzling bark.

The entire squad stared.

“I— That wasn’t—” she stammered, cheeks burning.

“You okay, fairy girl?” Aiden asked, totally unfazed, arms crossed and smile slow. “Seemed like your power had a little crush.”