Suddenly, the overhead lights flickered, casting strange shadows across the hallway. A gust of wind—impossibly strong for an indoor corridor—whipped through, sending papers flying and hair swirling. It was as if the very air was responding to Sofia’s silent command.

“Sofia, knock it off!” Tyler’s voice was nearly drowned out by the escalating noise, but it was clear he was rattled. The bravado was quickly slipping away, leaving behind a boy who was realizing he was no longer in control.

And then, before our astonished eyes, a flicker of iridescent light began to shimmer around Sofia. It was as if she was enveloped in a protective aura, a radiant shield that pulsed with energy. The crowd of students watched in awe, some taking a step back, unsure of what was unfolding.