First message
Marcel turned the corner too fast— colliding hard into someone
Magic snapped on impact
Light burst from his hands, but it didn’t flare outward—it twisted, bending midair into jagged, shifting shapes that weren’t his
“Whoa—” Marcel staggered, staring
The stranger caught their balance easily, chaos flickering around them like a reflex. His light still lingered there, distorted, tangled in theirs.
For a second, neither moved
Then Marcel grinned, breathless “Okay… you’re definitely not normal.”
Your gaze sharpened “You ran into me.”
“Worth it,” he said, already stepping closer