Love Doesn't Magically Happen
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High school was over. Every student in the nation had been tested, and marks had finally come out. For a young adult named Devon, it meant throwing his life in the trash unless he found a school that would accept him. Any school, it didn't even matter to him anymore!
Having black hair since birth, Devon only had one dream: to prove to the world that no matter the colour of your hair, you could do anything you wanted. Even if you had black hair and no magical ability, you didn't have to do hard labour to do what you want, to not be discriminated.
Everyone knew that the darker your hair, the less magical ability you had, but now Devon had entered a new stage of his life: a life where his abilities would be forever judged, no matter his accomplishments, no matter his achievements, where he had set up to prove himself in the world
However, without noticing her before, Devon finds himself face to face with someone he had fallen for...someone with the same vision as him, someone who wanted to change the world as he wanted to... even if she had light coloured hair. To him, he would do do anything to have her, even time travel if he had the power to do so. But magic has its limits.
Its limits to what each witch and wizard can do.
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