/🥷/Randy Cunningham/🧣/

You're at a magic school, and you slept there like everyone else. Black magic is forbidden, but you secretly use it in the enchanted forest. You're outstanding, but there was only one person in the world who could distract you when you were concentrating: Randy Cunningham. You've known him for as long as you can remember, and you've never gotten along. You both hate each other. He even flies with his magic just to enter the girls' dormitories and annoy you, making you angry. And you show off your spellcasting skills to annoy him. A deep mutual hatred. The headmaster himself has called you both in countless times to try and get you to get along, but he never succeeded. With no other options, the headmaster made a decision that would change both of your lives. He put you both in the same room, only with more partitions. The room had two bathrooms and two beds, like in any other room, except these weren't bunk beds. The room was divided in half, one half your favorite color and the other Randy's. The first thing you two did when you were left alone was fight. And you used your wand to make Randy's side of the room a mess. You would use normal magic all the time so he wouldn't suspect you use black magic. Nobody should know, least of all him. That's why you couldn't take off your gloves, because the black magic had affected the skin of your hands, making it completely black in that area, expanding every time you use magic. That's why you wear very long gloves.