It was the day after, and I was getting even more stressed out about more things than one. How my grandmother must be dealing with being alone. She said she can take care of herself, but I don't believe it for a second. That's why I'm leaving today to see her. I don't know what that would do for me being here. I just know that I have to leave soon. I feel it... I feel like she's in trouble. So I leave my house and go to the main building.

Izumi caught me from behind and then she turned to me, a sympathetic look in her eyes. "Hey, Belaflora-san, how has your first almost full day been? Especially since you're in a house, but too bad you're not in mine. At least it's Celsian's house." She was clearly trying to divert me from my thoughts. The look on my face showed that maybe I was thinking of doing something. Something not good.

"That's exactly what I'm regretting," I sighed, my thoughts still lingering on my grandmother and the uneasiness I felt. "He's been avoiding me, I think. I'm also trying to stay away; what happened was too awkward. I don't know how to face him. On top of all of this, his younger siblings won't leave me alone, they are also happy we are in the same house."

Izumi reached out and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "They are basically little kids. Do you know what you should do? Just talk to each other about what is going wrong. Girl, you have been best friends since we were so small. Communication is key in everything, if you talk maybe you can clear things up."

I nodded, appreciating her support but still unsure. "Izu, don't you think I've thought of that? You're the one who is good at communicating, I'm bad at socializing in general. Especially in moments like these, problems that I have to fix with speaking."

"You thought of it but haven't tried to do it. Everyone can be good at it, especially when we are dealing with friends." Izumi advised, her voice filled with earnest concern and support.

"You're right, Izumi. I need to find a way to talk to him. I do need to clear the air and understand each other. It's just... I'm nervous about how he'll react." I sighed.

She smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, Belaflora-san. True friendships can withstand any awkward moments. I'm sure you'll find your way back to each other. Just give it a chance."

Her words filled me with a sense of hope. A sense of determination that I desperately needed. I would gather the courage to confront the situation, to have that much-needed conversation with Celsian. After all, true friends are there for each other through thick and thin, and I was determined to restore our bond, no matter how daunting it seemed.

Then I saw him in the corner of my eye. This was my chance I could apologize or he could. We were both wrong in some way. So I and Izumi said bye and I ran after him. "Ciao, Izumi."

"さよなら, Belaflora-san." She said behind me.

I was going through the crowd of students to find Celsian because I lost where he was. I had to find him to resolve our issues, and a surge of nerves coursed through me. My heart pounded in my chest as I kept walking in the bustling corridors, searching for a glimpse of him. Finally, I caught sight of him near the entrance to his Verdant Nature class. Why had he chosen that particular class? It was the only one I wasn't enrolled in with him. Perhaps it held some significance to me not being there. Was he really that mad at me and for what?

"Cel, come here, I want to talk to you," I called out, hoping he would hear me over the noise of the passing students. First, he pretended not to hear me but eventually, he turned around to face me, a mixture of anger and confusion spread on his face.

"Can't you see I'm busy? What do you want?" he snapped, clearly still harbouring resentment from our previous encounter.

"Please, Cel, can you follow me? I want to talk privately," I pleaded, hoping he would agree. To my surprise, he shrugged and reluctantly followed me, his anger still palpable.

We found ourselves in an empty storage room, the darkness enveloping us. With a wave of my hand, I summoned my magic dust, illuminating the space with a warm glow from floating candles. The room came to life, offering enough light to see each other clearly.

Cel's eyes widened as he took in the magical display. "Oh my gosh, you did bring your own magic. Do you know how much trouble you're going to be in?" he exclaimed, he was concerned for me and there was also exasperation in his voice. I was glad he still cared for me. "I'm sorry, but I had no choice. It's for my own safety. My Nonna always tells me to carry my magic everywhere, no matter what," I explained, hoping he would understand the urgency and need of my actions.

He sighed, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. "Fine, but it's not like you even want to talk to me anymore. What's with all the avoidance when it comes to me? Why don't you want to even speak to me?" he questioned, his voice laced with hurt.

"No, Cel, it's not like that at all," I interjected, my voice tinged with desperation. "I want to be friends, but I need to be honest with you. I think I have a crush on you. I like you, Cel. Like a lot. At first, I thought it was nothing, but now, all I can think about is you."

His eyes widened, disbelief written across his face. "Wow, really? Bela, you have a crush on me? Did Izumi put you up to this? Did she tell you to say that to mess with my feelings?" His words cut deep, his accusation leaving me speechless. My eyes widened from his not believing me. I thought if I confessed my feelings then he would understand and know to love me back.

"No, Cel, you're misunderstanding. Izumi had nothing to do with this. I'm telling you the truth," I pleaded, despair colouring my voice and painting my face red. Before I could say anything more, the door swung open, and Itsuki stood there, interrupting our conversation.

"You lovebirds better get out quickly. A professor is coming this way," Itsuki said, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he quickly devised a plan to distract the approaching professor.

"Cel, please, I'm not lying," I sighed, reaching out for him, but this time he pulled away, letting go of my hand.

"Belaflora, leave me alone for a while, and please don't call me Cel. I can't deal with anything right now." He insisted and really meant it.

As he left the room, his words echoed in my ears, a painful reminder of the walls that had been built between us. The realization hit me like a wave crashing onto the shore. I had been so caught up in my own feelings that I had failed to see his pain, the struggle he must have endured, hiding his own emotions for me. Perhaps I was too late to return those feelings now. What had I been doing? I had to break off whatever was happening with Alastair. This intense feeling, this fluttering in my heart and the strange sensation in my stomach—it was only present when I was with Celsian. Lost in my thoughts, I continued on my journey through the halls, my mind already consumed with the anticipation of the next magical classes I was about to experience. That I completely forgot about my plan to leave. Each class was uniquely tailored to our story, weaving together elements of nature, illusion, and memory.

The day went on and I went along with it. I was like a stream of water finding its way to the ocean but somehow it had gotten lost. As much as it tried, the stream stayed put, not moving anywhere. Not changing anything. I wanted to do things that would make my parents love me again. It's not like they ever did. At least they didn't blame me for my sister before. I need to prove not only to them but myself that I'm innocent. I didn't do anything, yet right now I'm not doing anything either. I messed up my friendship with Celsian. I have no idea how to do any one of the spells in the classes. Also, I brought my own magic which is definitely not allowed. I've no idea what amount of trouble that will cause.

The Spirits class turned out to be a truly enchanting and spiritual experience. The professor, who was a wise but a little ​​eccentric person named Professor Amaryllis, led us to a serene garden hidden within the heart of the school grounds. The class began with an introduction to the spirit realm and the various types of spirits that existed within it. We learned that spirits could be guardians, guides, or even mischievous entities. Our task was to develop the ability to connect with these spirits and establish a bond of mutual understanding and respect.

Professor Amaryllis began the class by explaining the significance of spirits in our magical world. Spirits, she told us, were ethereal beings that resided in the unseen dimensions, closely intertwined with nature and the elements. They held wisdom that spanned across ages and had a profound connection to the magical energy that flowed through everything. The first task in the Spirits class was to quiet our minds and open our hearts. Professor Amaryllis led a meditation, guiding us to focus on our breath and attune ourselves to the subtle energies around us.

I closed my eyes and surrendered to the peaceful ambience of the garden, I felt a soft tingling sensation. It was as if the spirits themselves were gently nudging me, inviting me into their realm. Once we were attuned to the subtle energies, we were taught the art of communication with spirits. We practiced speaking to the spirits through our thoughts and emotions, learning to listen to their whispers in the rustling of leaves and the soft babbling of a nearby stream.

It was a skill that required patience, sensitivity, and an open heart. In one of the exercises, we were paired with a fellow student, and we took turns being the communicator and the receiver. I was paired with Itsuki, who seemed naturally in tune with the spirits. He closed his eyes and connected with the unseen, I found myself becoming the receiver, attempting to sense the messages he conveyed. Images, emotions, and fleeting thoughts floated into my consciousness. Itsuki conveyed a sense of serenity, and I could feel the presence of something ancient and wise.

"Ituski, I never knew that you liked classes like this. Especially since you and Izumi are all about nature and stuff." I asked him about his interest since I had never known about this.

"Belaflora-san, this class has both of the things that I deeply enjoy. Spirits and nature. For sure I love nature-themed magic, and I still love learning about the ghost world." He stated with confidence.

"Ghost world? Really don't let Professor Amaryllis hear you call the spooky spirit realm a ghost world." I teased him.

"I can say and do whatever I want to Belaflora-san. Just like how I'm in different classes than Izumi. You've gotta have learnt about my utter strength." Ituski declared.

"Oh yeah, I've seen your utter strength, my injured unipegase could beat you in a battle. I know who you could battle, a wild squirrel." I smiled while he had no more words to say.

"Um...we better go," He finally said and I just nodded and left with him.

I saw flashes of a moonlit forest, a playful dance of flickering lights, and a gentle hand guiding me toward the warmth of a hearth. It was a moment of connection beyond words, and I felt the spirits' embrace enveloping me. The professor then introduced us to spirit symbols and sigils, ancient markings that allowed us to communicate with spirits in a more structured way. We were given parchment and ink and taught how to create these symbols with focused intention. I found myself drawing a symbol that resonated with the essence of nature and tranquillity. I would want to learn some others in the future but this one seemed the easiest. Ituski of course chose a hard one and did it perfectly.

With the symbol in hand, we once again closed our eyes and focused our energies. This time, we invited spirits to communicate through the symbols we had crafted. It was a breathtaking experience, as each of us began to perceive a unique response from the unseen realm.

The spirits communicate through symbols that carry meanings beyond language. I saw intricate spirals, representing the flow of time and eternity. Others saw patterns of interconnected stars, symbolizing the unity of all living beings. Each message felt personal and profound, like a secret from the ancient wisdom of the world.

As the class came to a close, Professor Amaryllis reminded us of the responsibility that came with connecting with spirits. She emphasized the importance of respect, humility, and understanding when dealing with beings from other realms. We were encouraged to nurture our relationship with the spirits, not to seek control but to find harmony and mutual respect. Leaving the Spirits class, I felt a newfound connection to the mystical side of magic. It was an experience that expanded my understanding of the world and taught me the value of listening with an open heart. The spirits had opened a gateway to the unseen, a realm of profound wisdom and guidance that I knew I would continue to explore on my magical journey.

I knew that I was destined to be here, and nobody could make me leave. Although the future is a mystery for everyone including me and I don't know what's in store for it. My best friend doesn't want to talk to me, I'm nowhere closer to figuring out my sister's passing. Coming here even if it was amazing it caused me to have even more questions for the many I want answered.

"BELAFLORA SILVESTRI PLEASE COME TO THE HEADMASTERS OFFICE THIS MINUTE!" shouted someone in my ear but I looked around and no one was there. Then I decided to turn around really quickly to see if someone was pranking me.

I decided to go where the voice was telling me to go. The thing is I have no idea how to go to the headmaster's office. I needed someone's help. The only people I know are my friends from the forest who I know. I saw Celsian walking. At least he'll help me to go there. Hopefully.

"CEL," I hollered at him and he stood still, "Wait up," I whispered while catching my breath. I reached him but I was running so fast that I tripped. He caught me before I fell and I was shocked when he asked if I was okay.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks for saving me. Sometimes I really need you. Actually, I always need you. Why can't you understand that it's like I'm under a spell. A spell that only wants you." I explained as I was still feeling faint for a reason I couldn't understand, maybe it was the dizziness from the fall.

"You don't need me or me to save you," he sputtered. He stopped talking for a second then spoke again, "You don't need me because you've got my big, hunky and way more romantic brother. You're happy with him."

"Alastair? You're talking about him. How do you know anything?" I asked him.

"Who else would I be talking about? My younger brother Lyon, he is more charming than me also. It doesn't matter, I've seen the way that you look at him. The way that he looks at you, Bela there's something there that I can't compete with." He answered with a voice that was full of pain.

"Cel, listen to me, I'll choose you. Every time I will, from the start I should've. Right now I can't, I need to end it and then maybe we could be together." I clarified.

He took a long breath and said "It's not that easy. Where were you even going in such a hurry that you tripped and fell? Almost fell, I mean, did you need something else?"

"Oh yeah, I totally forgot. Someone in my ear told me to go to the headmaster's office or something."

"So you thought I would take you? Sure I'll lead the way, there is still much to talk about. We better make it quick. If he whispers in your ear then it must be urgent."

"The headmaster spoke in my ear? There is a sound that's telling me to go somewhere. It's not words but a sound that I for some reason can make out as words. I don't know where though."

"It's just that the headmaster likes things to be grand, including bringing students inside the office. So yeah."

He told me to follow him so I did, we didn't grab each other's hands this time though. I think we both learned our lesson. This was like a castle but with hallways that didn't stay still, and stairs were nowhere so we had to ride our spirit animal. If you didn't have one you could borrow from the spirit animal shelter for the day.

"Would you like a hand, Madame?" He asked while getting on his animal which was an owl/lion hybrid.

"I would like you not to call me that. I'm not that old yet. Are you sure you know how to fly it?" I asked him unsure of even getting on the giant animal hybrid.

"I'll still love you when you're old and grey and of course I do, it's my spirit animal." He assured me of him being a good flier. "Come on, it's totally safe, we just have to stick with all the other flying animals. Not the dragon ones. They have their own space, they take way too much space in the air."

"Alright, I trust you and your owl and lion thing's flying ability," I said while he helped me get onto the hybrid. At first, things were going great but a while later he couldn't steer it properly so we kept banging into stuff. Especially into other owl/lion hybrids so the other fliers got mad.

"I thought you know how to ride this, so why are we bumping into things left and right? Don't you have a license or something, or someone to teach you how to actually fly this? You said you could and you definitely can't." I laughed but still complained.

"Stop distracting me, I need to concentrate. Or do you wanna fall off into absolute doom?" He warned me I thought he said it to scare me but then I realized he was not joking.

"What are you even talking about, what doom?" I asked him.

"Look down but not for too long or it'll suck you in. I don't know what will happen after that. No one who has ever gone in has ever come out."

I looked down and what I saw was, I think, a bottomless pit. It had some cosmic contraption in it. That is what I saw but it looked very deep. Like it had no end but still something there.

"What's in there, it's like the whole universe or something cosmic." I said and stopped looking at it, he took a quick look and then said "There is nothing there, it is somewhere people fall and never come back so we should just keep moving. It's only darkness and nothingness. I don't know why you saw something cosmic."

So did he not see what I saw, that is very strange. When we passed that thing and slowly began to descend onto the floor and the hybrid left us. I looked around and there were multiple offices.

"Now where should we go, my school tour guide?" I asked him.

"You'll need a different tour guide but I don't know about that. You already don't like my flying. I'm an amazing flier, I just am sorta rusty."

"Why did something happen? Did you get in trouble that prevented you from flying?"

"Yeah, something like that. Never mind we're pretty close to our destination, follow your very experienced tour guide."

"All right Mr. Cisneros lead the way," He started to walk and I followed him until we reached the office. The office looked plain from the outside. Nothing special so I don't know what the inside holds.

"Bela I've gotta tell you something. I can't go in there, only the person invited can. If the headmaster sees me I'll be in more trouble. So you have to go alone now. See ya." Celsian said leaving me alone I took a deep breath and then went inside.

The inside was not what I was expecting, not normal at all. There were high-ceiling crafts of different animals and I think that there was a baby dragon. It was sleeping right now on a cushion that was glowing. I saw a desk and then I sat down when I saw someone coming inside.

"You're late, but it's fine. Since you will leave this school immediately. This is not where you belong." The headmaster said as he was sitting down.

"I'm sorry but what are you talking about, I've done nothing wrong." I pleaded for something I didn't know I did.

"You have done many things. Dangerous things, you're even part of a family of evil. One of them is your mother, Helvetica Silvestri and you played a part in murdering your own sister. You killed her, it is your fault, isn't it? All of you Silvestris are the same. Helvetica killed many magical beings and she roams free. As do you." He explained the horror of my mother's past.

I was shocked and terrified by what he said, the terror in his voice was enough to shatter anyone's broken heart. I could not deal with it. No, he is right I am the cause so what am I even doing here?

I could feel him outside, he waited outside, and I felt his anxiety grow. He was worried for me, feeling an inexplicable connection to my well-being. When I finally rushed out of the office, my face pale and haunted, something in me snapped. He couldn't stand seeing me in pain. Our love for each other surged, and I knew I had a feeling that he couldn't let me go through this alone. Whatever I want to do he will be with me.

I ran away first from the office then into the maze like tangly halls I ran but I found the exit. As if it was supposed to be easily found. I was outside then I ran some more until I saw a bridge and there was water under it. I chose to do this, taking my own life is what is left to do. I stood at the edge not crying but almost doing it. All this time, I was convinced that I didn't do anything wrong. If I did kill my sister should I be living?

"BELA STOPP!!!!" someone shouted but I had made up my own mind.

This is the only thing left to do. I could not pay attention to anything else or to anyone else. If I fall I'll be with my sister then we will be finally together. All this pain I've been bottling will disappear. As I was about to do it, I didn't fall. Why did I not fall? Why did it not end? I felt like someone was holding me. I tried to see who it was but I felt disorientated, my thoughts crumbled and jumbled and everything went blank.