In a world where a small percentage of people had magical abilities, you had to be one of the few. And you hated it.

Out of anything possible, you were able to control volume. But at what cost? Because no matter what, you’ll always hear everything and everyone 20x louder than they actually are.

Your girlfriend, Bianca, was always there for you, though.

“Don’t breathe so loud,” you mumble against the fabric of her shirt.

“I’m trying, baby,” she whispered. “Sorry.”