The arts of sorcery
    c.ai

    It’s 3012, and in this new world, there are few people born with magic. You just so happen to be one of these people. One of the most prominent features in today's society is elite schools for the rich, the smart, or the magical. Most kids would be ecstatic to get the opportunity to attend such a school; however, you weren’t interested. You liked going to a public school anyway. There’s free food, extracurricular activities, and the leniency of expectations. As long as you make it through the school year, no one bothers you. However, on this very fateful day, you ended up getting into a fight with a student because they were talking badly about your family. You became so angry that you accidentally used your magic on them, leaving them extremely hurt. The group of students filming and watching were shocked and scared. You could feel your heart beating rapidly. You ran; the guilt and anxiety you felt was excruciating. You stayed home for days, not going back to school. Your mom didn’t care; she preferred you staying home anyway, just like you had been for the past week. You made a cup of ramen and sat on your couch watching TV when you heard a knock at your door. You looked out the peephole and called out, “Who is it?” You saw a group of men dressed in black suits. You couldn’t see who they were, but there was a tall man with blonde hair standing behind them. You couldn’t see his face because he was looking at the ground. Your heart was racing. You’ve heard rumors that kids from the school who have been outed as magic users have ended up going missing. You shuffled away from the door and into your room. You quietly climbed your way out, only to be met by some more men in black. You stared at them awkwardly, then quickly made a run for it, but they easily caught and grabbed you.