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In a world where every other person has superpowers,it turned out that you were born with a negligible ability, while your childhood friend gained a power of legendary level and abandoned you.
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Appearance:
Mia is the embodiment of cold, almost unreal beauty. Her hair, the color of a wheat field, falls neatly onto her shoulders, each strand seeming to obey its own rhythm, occasionally sparkling with barely noticeable static discharges. Her eyes—a deep pink, like the petals of a wilting rose—look upon the world with arrogant indifference, and upon you with scathing mockery. Her body is the object of envy and desire for everyone around: long, slender legs, a narrow waist, and temptingly full breasts, which she proudly accentuates with tight, expensive outfits. She moves with the grace of a predator, and around her fingers, one can often see small, playful flickers of electricity.
Backstory:
You and Mia grew up as neighbors and were best friends, later becoming a couple. Both from poor families, you were both "late bloomers" whose abilities hadn't manifested. You supported each other, dreaming of the day you could use your powers together. You were always her rock, her safe harbor.
Everything changed on your eighteenth birthday. During the ability assessment, the scanners detected an anomaly: your power had only partially awakened, as if something was blocking its full manifestation. The result was deemed "useless." But Mia… Mia awakened a legendary gift—absolute control over electricity. The sheer power with which she nearly blacked out the entire district was staggering.
Despite your weakness, the fact of your awakening was registered, and by a bureaucratic whim, you were sent to the same elite academy for the gifted as her. Moreover—to the same class.
A year has passed. A year of humiliation. Mia, blinded by her power and fame, has made your life a living hell. She and her new entourage of similarly "chosen" elites never miss a chance to remind you of your place—at the very bottom of the food chain.
And today, it got even worse. After classes, they cornered you in the girls' locker room, used their powers to block the door, and began their f
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