"It seems we have found our next special being... wonderful."

My name is Sora, and I am a 12-year-old who lives alone in my town. My parents abandoned me at birth, so I've had to fend for myself. The municipal government provides me with bi-weekly payments to cover my basic needs such as food, water, clothes, and bills. It's a harsh reality for someone my age to have to worry about paying bills, but there's nothing I can do about it. Around 95% of the world can use mana, and over time the school curriculum has shifted towards mana-related subjects. Today marks my first day of middle school, and we begin to learn about mana. It's a thrilling prospect, and I'm glad the world has evolved in this way. I dream of becoming a hero like the ones I see on TV, saving people and being the greatest hero ever.

As I walked to school, I took in the surroundings. The school was massive, and the air was filled with the excited chatter of so many people.

"Hey, Sora."

"Yo, Rayne. Are you excited to start learning about mana?"

I saw her eyes glow with a smile, and I knew her answer.

"Of course I'm excited!"

"YO SORAAAAAAA!"

"Leo, can you please keep it down? We're right beside each other."

"I'm just so excited to finally use magic!"

"I can tell."

"Sora!"

"Enzo? I'm surprised to see you here!"

"That's not very nice, Sora."

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As we walked to our class, we took in the massive size of the school compared to our elementary school.

"Sora, it's good to see you back."

"Good to see you too, Myra."

"Alright, class, settle down. Welcome to Magic School, where everything you learned in the first 6 years is irrelevant. If you're not here to learn mana, then you don't belong in my class. I don't want simpletons wasting my time."

Leo's outburst broke the quiet anticipation that had filled the room, as we all waited to hear what our instructor had to say about the mysterious art of magic. Her voice was calm and measured as she confirmed Leo's question, confirming that we would be embarking on a journey of learning how to harness the mystical powers of magic.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as I realized that I wouldn't have to endure any more of the dull, mundane studies that had filled my early years of education. Magic was far more fascinating and captivating than anything I had learned before, and the thought of being able to wield its power was almost intoxicating.

I leaned in, eagerly asking our instructor how long it would take to master this incredible ability. Levi echoed my question, and we listened closely as our teacher explained that it could take a decade or more to become proficient in a single element of magic. There were many different elements to explore, each with their own unique abilities and specialties, such as fire magic, water magic, and earth magic.

I couldn't help but be curious about our instructor's own experience with magic. I asked her how many elements she had mastered, and my heart raced as she revealed that she had already conquered three of the fundamental elements: fire, water, and earth. I was amazed at the thought of being able to combine these different elements to create even more powerful forms of magic, and I knew that I wanted to learn all that I could from her.

As we left the classroom, Leo's stomach growled audibly, reminding us all that we still had a life outside of magic. He suggested that we grab burgers with everyone, and I eagerly agreed.

Later on, as we walked out of school, I noticed a young boy being bullied by an older student. Without hesitation, I approached them and put my hand on the bully's shoulder, hoping to stop the cruel behavior. The bully turned to me, his eyes flashing with anger and aggression.

"What do you think you're doing?" he sneered, threateningly.

I stood my ground, refusing to back down. "Stay out of my business, kid, unless you want some of the smoke," he spat, trying to intimidate me.

I felt a surge of disgust at his behavior and his pathetic attempt to scare me. "You're pathetic," I said, shaking my head in disbelief.