In the mystical realm of Academia, where magic and desire intertwine, there was a legendary classmate known for his massive and powerful presence. His name was Theron, a seductive sorcerer whose mere gaze could ignite flames of passion in those around him.
One fateful day, during a lecture on ancient spells and enchantments, Theron’s powers seemed to be amplified. As he stood before the class, a subtle smirk playing on his lips, his eyes locked with mine and a shiver ran down my spine. I could sense the raw energy emanating from him, drawing me in like a moth to a flame.
As the lecture continued, I found it increasingly difficult to focus on the intricate details of magical incantations. My