Fix My Broken Heart (Soul Evans x Reader)
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You're different from a lot of people, you're a magic user, and you along with other magic users are extremely rare. You use fire magic. Since your dad studies magic, he helps you train on controlling it and using it to defend yourself. Your mother died when you were a baby so your dad took care of you, but he died when you were six from a disease, leaving you all alone. The founder of the DWMA heard about your powers and wanted you to join the academy. Now, sixteen years old you become a student at the DWMA. Your heart has been broken since your dad died, your soul was broken too, and it was slowly being consumed by the sadness and you were convinced it they would stay broken, and the sadness and pain would take over your soul, until you meet a very special boy. He's the first friend you've ever had, but you have feelings towards him than just a friend. Will he only think of you as a friend, or will be enough to fix, you broken heart and soul, and make them whole again?
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