Two men stood in a rather bland room. They looked out the window, watching young men and women wearing matching clothes, walk into the building they were currently in. Laughing and smiling as the students made their way.

That sentence probably gave you the impression that these two men were perverts. It should have. I worded it so that it would reflect them badly. If you didn’t think they were perverts then you should probably be extra cautious around strangers… Ahem.

These two men are actually professors in an academy. The building was the academy and the young men and women were all students in the academy wearing the academy uniform. Guess how many times I said academy in this paragraph? 4? 5? Wrong. Look again idiot.

Ok, I’ll stop bothering you now.

Teacher #1: “We’ve got interesting students this year. Powerful ones at that.” After a long silence, the first man spoke. He wore a suit, glasses and a tie. He looked as if he was going to a business meeting. That or it was halloween because he was absolutely terrifying. Imagine a man wearing a suit walk into your classroom and calling out your name. OH GOD.

Teacher #2: “What makes you say that? So far, I haven’t seen anything interesting.” The second man was much more laid back. He wore simple attire. Pants and a checkered shirt, he was much taller than the other teacher, perhaps 6’6”.

The first man pointed out the window. “Look.” At the point of his finger was a boy, reading a book. Seems normal but the boy and more importantly, the book were on fire. What a waste of good literature, damn.

Teacher #2: “Wow, those literary flames… they burn brightly.” The second teacher spoke, unimpressed. The first man looked extremely annoyed at his reaction.

Teacher #1: “Course, you won’t be impressed by anything other than equations and fancy numbers. Your so cold, just go die already.” As he said that, the second teacher suddenly dropped to the floor, his eyes blank, his skin growing cold and his body unmoving, layers of frost quickly covered his body.

Teacher #1: “Mr. Lichpave? Lector? Hey… this isn’t funny. If you die I’m going to get another three month suspension. Lector, get up man!” The teacher’s cool, professional demeanor quickly disappeared, replaced by a frantic and worried face, though it was fairly obvious that he was being sarcastic as his face quickly turned into a sly grin the other man stopped talking for a while.

Teacher #2: “-qmc/\thot = qmc/\tcold ….” The teacher, almost completely frozen, somehow managed to speak an age old equation, heat loss = heat gained. Then suddenly, the ice around him disappeared, melted by a strange heat that was emitted by the air.

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Teacher #2: “You… tried to kill me… again! God damnit Richard. What the smack is wrong with you?”

Teacher #1: *Tsk* The teacher looked visibly annoyed as his friend managed to get back up after being covered in frost. “You’re still doing that no swearing thing huh? Don’t you know, the kids these days, they swear all the fuckin time. It makes no difference if you swear too!”

Teacher #2: “Richard sometimes… if you don’t give the students an example, then they’ll never know whats right from wrong! Why did the school board pick you, no, how did the school board pick you! Your teaching style is the most uncivilized thing I’ve ever seen! Tell me, did you brainwash the judges?”

The two teachers started to bicker, completely ignoring the fact that one of them almost died by spontaneous freezing. Suddenly, that fire from before didn’t seem so strange huh?

Actually, a ton of the kids outside demonstrated strange abilities. Some were flying, others were passing through objects and other students, yeah, it was pretty weird....

What if I told you, that this world… had people with powers akin to magic! Cool right?

... What? You’ve already heard about that before? Oh… uh, well did I tell you it was in a modern setting, modern magic! Probably blew your mind already didn’t I?

You’ve seen that too? What the hell? That’s fuckin dumb. I don’t really got much else.

Male protag, school setting, bit of roma- oh, can’t say that one aloud. Damn, isn’t there anything original left?

The equation? What equation? Oh. -Q = Q? That one? Oh yeah. Well, in this world, people draw power from academic phrases, words and thoughts. Lemme give you an example.

If a super smart guy gave an equation for a huge amount of mass in a tiny space and understood that a blackhole would be created, then a blackhole would be created. Let me give you another one. If I were to say, ‘your face is ugly’ then your face would become ugly.

The science behind it? There is none. Zip, Zilch, Nada. Not zero though, zero has a different meaning. Only theories exist for now but most of science is based on theories anyway.

The teachers finally stopped talking, their frivolous, carefree attitude was replaced by a silent stare at a single student. The student in question, a young boy, probably a freshman. He was quietly walking to the school, quivering with an unsteady smile on his face.

Teacher #1: “Is that him?”

Teacher #2: “Yeah. Leo. The boy who discredited the Harnwillier theory.”

The first teacher picked up a book from the desk behind them, flipping through the pages before he stopped on one with a portrait of the same young man.

Teacher #1: “Leo Galilei. Age: 16, Gender: Male. Classing: Genius, Subject Major:...” the teacher stopped for a second. “He’s your student?”

The second teacher looked out the window, watching the boy walk toward the school, trying to ignore the abuse of abilities that was happening around him.

The second teacher started to smile. “I think I’ve finally found someone worthy of teaching.”

The two students looked on as the boy named Leo looked up.

This was the day, everything changed.