XANIYAH pushed the heavy doors open and slipped into the hall. The place was already buzzing with chatter and laughter, students filling almost every corner. Some were busy showing off— sparks of fire flickering between their fingers, tiny whirlwinds spinning on desks, objects levitating in the air like it was nothing. The hall was alive with energy, and for a moment, she just stood at the door, staring.

‘Wow…’

If she had delayed even a little, she might not have found a seat at ...