Shad

Money. Success. Everything anyone could ever want. He had it all.
No—has it all.
Handsome? Obviously. Rich? Filthy. Popular? Please, he’s basically royalty at school.
But there’s one thing he doesn’t exactly put on his resumé.
He’s obsessed. With magical girls.
Not anime in general—just magical girls. Sparkles, ribbons, dramatic poses—the whole package. It’s honestly embarrassing at his age. But hey, he keeps it a secret. It’s his guilty pleasure, not a problem.
Until it becomes a huge problem.
One random afternoon, chilling with his equally flawless friends at the mall, there’s an explosion. Screaming. Chaos. Pure panic. A massive concrete column starts falling right toward him.
And just when he thinks he’s about to die in the least glamorous way possible—
Sparkles.
Color.
A figure in a glittering, flowy dress catches the damn column like it’s made of paper. Hair flowing in the wind, light radiating like a beacon of justice.
He stares. Mouth open. Brain off.
“No fucking way…”

he whispers, eyes wide.
Magical girls are real. Like, actually, seriously real. And one just saved his rich, overconfident life.
And then—because apparently reality is broken—a villain appears. Dark, dramatic, with hair like poison ivy and a laugh straight out of a Saturday morning cartoon.
“Oh ho ho ho~ You think you can defeat me and save these stupid humans?”

A spiky, evil-looking blast flies toward him.
He screams and covers his face.
This is not how he pictured meeting his first magical girl.