The Decision

TD: Sylia

3RD POV|School Entrance|May 13 2015|11:36 AM|

Looking back, she never did want to be the center of the attention. She never once liked the curse being casted upon her.

Being the powerless person she was, she was constantly being bullied by the young mages and witches because this was a world where everything that involves magic are being hailed at. Where everything was hand-picked by god alone.

She checked her phone only to see no notifications from social medias and even from apps. It was a given anyway. Why expect for something when you know it will never be there for you, waiting? She walked towards the entrance of the building silently and proceeded to go to the office.

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"H-Hello." The receptionist gave out a startled expression and looked up from her seat and saw her awkward smile. "How can I help you?" The receptionist smiled gently to the girl and waved her hello. "I-I am looking for the principal, is he around? I'm a new student." The receptionist let out a small 'oh' and typed something from her computer, probably checking the principal's schedule. "He's right there at the office, do you want me to come along?" The girl shook her head and turned around just to bump something hard and fell flat on the ground.

"I-I'm sorry!" As if in instinct, the girl put out her hands and covered it with her face, afraid that she would be receiving a punch. "Are you okay?" She scurried off from the corner and looked at them with fear in her eyes. "Hey, hey. It's okay, no one is going to hurt you miss." The boy that she had bumped into gave her a reassuring smile and came closer to her to help her. "P-Please don't c-come near me..." Her angsty state made the boy stop his tracks and gave her personal space.

"What is with this commotion?"

An heavy atmosphere dropped into the room and made them all stiff cold. The boy looked at his side and gave out a little nod to the man that had just entered the room. "Principal Gravier, there's a student to be oriented." The receptionist broke out the tension between them all and glanced at the scared girl that has been sticking to the corner for how many minuets now. Gravier looked at the girl in the corner and arched an eyebrow. "I see no power within you and you lack presence, do you, perhaps, don't have any quirk?" She quietly nodded, still afraid to speak and even interacting with them. "Come to my office and you too, Mr. Zayon." The principal left and the room instantly shifted to its normal temperature.

"Well, you don't need to actually see the principal right away, you know?" The boy called Zayon sheepily smiled at the girl and waited for her to calm down. "I-I'm okay..." She drifted off and came out from her comfort zone. "Let's go?" Zayon grinned and pulled her gently to the office. She couldn't complain at the sudden skinship she was receiving. He had such warmth emitting from him and that made her comfortable.

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As they both entered the office, the principal ushered them to seat at their provided chairs. She wasn't used to someone being this intimidating yet they did nothing to her and someone being nice even though they just met. "Let me formally introduce myself," Gravier gave out a tight smile. "My name is Gravier Seth and I am the principal for Wings Academy and I am to orient you on how we do things here in my school." She nodded slowly. "Now the boy that you went in with is Mr. Zayon Seth, my son and the vice president of the student council." Zayon waved and smiled to her. "Please leave us for awhile, Zayon." He abided and left the room quietly.

An eerie silence took place after Zayon left. She couldn't help but bow down and clasped her sweaty hands nervously. "So," Gravier cleared his throat. "How on earth did you pass the exams?" His frightening voice startled her and jumped a little on her seat. Gravier saw her reaction and sighs heavily. "I don't tolerate students who don't answer me within seconds, Ms. Sylia" She gulped down her saliva and started to explain with a quivering voice. "After I t-took the written exams, they put me on a test on how s-strong my witch craft was." She vividly remembered what happened next and continued her explanation, trying not to nervously stutter but to no avail, she still did.