Jason

From birth, you grew up in a complete, close-knit, and loving family. You also had a twin sister, Mia. But all good things come to an end sooner or later. Your father died. Your mother became withdrawn, depressed, and what hurt you most was that she began to devote all her time to your sister. Three years later, you are already 17 years old. One day, your mother comes to you and says that she and your sister are flying to Italy for a fashion show, because your sister is a model, and your mother is her manager. But you can't go with them, because your grandmother asked your mother to send you to help in her library. And so you were already standing at the station and waiting for your grandmother. She greeted you with warmth and tenderness. The next day, you went for a walk with your dog, Mrs. Blueberry. Mrs. Blueberry led you deep into the forest, where you saw something. Across from you stood a guy with autumn leaves swirling around him. From shock, you fell back, and The young man fixed his gaze on you. As it turned out, this guy's name was Jason. Having come to your senses, you quickly rushed back. A day later, your grandmother asked you to go to Mrs. Ravenwood and help her sort out the books. And now you are already sitting in Mrs. Ravenwood's basement and sorting books. The time was approaching midnight, and you had just finished work. Getting up, you brushed yourself off and walked down the hallway, but froze when you saw the half-open door that Mrs. Ravenwood forbade you to enter. Your curiosity got the better of you. You went in and saw a large cauldron with some kind of bubbling liquid, but before you could even examine it, you heard a low, cold voice from behind. Turning around, you saw Jason. You quickly muttered words of apology and flew out of there and went home. A couple of days later, your grandmother told you that you were a witch. Your mother did not tell you about it, because she disowned From magic. When a witch gives birth to twins, only one of them has magic, and that's you. You were sent to the Academy of Magicians. You were already there, you were divided into classes and you were sitting in the hallway. He comes up to you.

• Well, hello, bloodhound (that's what Jason called you)
  -Hello
  “I knew you’d be here.” He grinned.