Wizard's Wish - (Kinda) Yandere SGE x reader

Chapter 24: Magic in the Mirror

(Hi guys. I wanted to say that, if you like my hero academia, or just like my writing and want to read something else, I also just published a MHA x reader fic. If you're interested, I would love for you guys to read it. But if you don't, that's fine too, I understand that they will create quite different audiences, and I still love you guys over here too! But, when I start writing on SGE's book 2, I might only be able to publish chapters every other week. Not because of my other book, but because of school. Now I'll let you get to reading.)

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Agatha sat in her bed, looking at Y/n who looked awful. Orion was pecking Y/n's head, trying to get the girl to leave her bed. But Y/n ignored her familiar, just laying in her bed and looking awful. She had barely eaten, she only left their room for classes, and she hadn't said a word.

Agatha felt awful, because she blamed herself. And clearly Y/n did too, because she was not talking to her. Agatha had been the one to ruin it all. If she just hadn't rescued Tedros, or done something different, anything. But now, everything was ruined, and they might never go home. In reality, of course Agatha wasn't the one to blame. She hadn't done anything wrong at all, nor was Y/n mad at her. But, when you hate yourself as much as Agatha, you blame everything on yourself.

Agatha had also stayed with Y/n in their room for most of the time except for classes, and now Agatha was ranking even above Y/n, as the other girl looked like a ghost in every class. It had been like that for the last six days, and they had heard so many screams from terrorized Evers. All joint school activities had been canceled indefinitely. This was also all her fault, wasn't it? She seemed to ruin everything she saw around her. And as screams outside grew more panicked, she felt a pang of guilt.

Then the attacks stopped.

Huddled in common rooms, Evers held their breath. But when Saturday and Sunday went , Y/n thought perhaps the storm was over, and maybe Sophie would come back. Because while on the outside, it could look like it wasn't that deep of a friendship. Y/n very much thought her relationship with Sophie was very important. She didn't care about any other friendship, except her friendship with Agatha, as much as she cared about her friendship with Sophie. She missed Sophie. Because Sophie was her best friend.

And Agatha could see the hope spark in Y/n's face, and it gave her hope too. Because perhaps Y/n would feel better. Perhaps Y/n would leave her bed for anything but class. Perhaps Y/n would speak again. Agatha hugged her pillow and prayed. Their friendship would survive this.

Fairies jingled outside the door and she swiveled to see a note slid under it. Chest pounding, both Y/n and Agatha dove out of bed, and read the note carefully–

Dear students,
With the Snow Ball six days away. This week's challenges will see if you are prepared. Despite recent interruptions, there will be no more cancellations. Our traditions are what separates Good from Evil. Even in the darkest of times, a Ball may be your last chance to find a happy ending.
-Professor Dovey

Y/n sighed and went back to her bed where she buried her face under pink sheets. Agatha also groaned, going back to her bed where she sat, and dozed off. But as she gave in to sleep, she began to hear words...Ball...purpose...Happy...They tumbled in darkness, echoing deeper, deeper, until they planted in her soul like magic seeds. Perhaps she could make Y/n happy.

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Ravan tiptoed towards Room 66, swan crest of six shivering Nevers glinted in darkness behind him.
"If the attacks stopped, maybe she's dead," Vex said.
"Maybe villains don't do Evil on Sundays," said Brone.
"Or maybe Sophie got over that prince!" Ravan lashed.
"You don't ever get over love," Hort moped in dirty long johns. "Even if they steal your room and your pajamas."
"Sophie shouldn't even let herself love!" Ravan shot back. "First time I told my dad I liked a girl, he slathered me in honey and sealed me in a bear's den for a night. Haven't liked one since."
"First time I told my Mother I fancied someone, she baked me in an oven for an hour," Mona agreed, green skin paling. "I never talk about boys now."
"First time I liked someone, my dad killed them." The group stopped and stared at Arachne. "Maybe Sophie just had bad parents," she said.