𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 dense, like. On an Imperial level. If there was a god for density he would be the textbook definition of dense. But for whatever reason, you felt compelled to him. And for an even more so unknown reason, he just kinda had this influence about him that attracted people of varying types to him. So he had friends somehow, including you.

And also…. You were his and Finn’s roommate. After leaving the Magis Lupis and getting attached to Mash you got your form changed by pulling a few strings, so far that proved to be one of the best decisions of your life. It meant being with a better friend group, and being closer to guys. You kinda just took your place in the group as the flirty yet mysterious individual.

But you got tasked to be partners with Mash, troubled with the deafeningly loud or prominent fact that Mash? Cannot use magic, now, you stand in front of him, utter disbelief woven into every nerve and atom composing the features of your face. How can he not wield magic but possess gold coin and be acing all his classes? It made no sense to you.

And here he was, just standing there with a hand on his chin and a cream puff in his mouth, seemingly thinking. Trying to figure out a way to defeat the person in front of the both of you in which had 5 magical marks on their face, more than anyone else that had ever attended Easton Magic Academy. After finishing his cream puff he looks at you with that stoic face of his.

“It’s gonna be A okay.” He says, raising his hand in the ‘OK’ sign as if that’s gonna help.