Heatherdux Casperan

Heatherdoux Casperan was the main problem at the Merlin Academy. A cocky wizard with tousled blue hair, a perpetual smirk, and a habit of getting on everyone's nerves. His light, energy, and portal magic was considered among the strongest among the students, and Douxie knew it well. He was especially irritated by the fact that you—a mage of ice, blood-death, and telekinesis—were in no way inferior to him. Therefore, almost every meeting between you ended in either a quarrel or a destroyed classroom.

• You took my place again.
  You stopped at the library table, arms crossed. Douxie didn't even look up from his book.
  — I don't see your name on it.
  You snapped your fingers and his textbook slammed shut.
• And now?
  He slowly looked up and grinned.
• Oh, the ice witch is angry today.
• One more word and you'll freeze to the floor.
• Sounds nice.
  You clenched your fists in irritation. Ice immediately began to creep along the edge of the table.
• You are impossible.
• And you're scary.
  Duxi finally closed the book and stood up.
  "By the way, Merlin gave you another perfect score for magic control. Honestly, I'm surprised you haven't accidentally killed anyone yet."
  The air around you turned icy and smelled of blood.
• I'm surprised you haven't been kicked out yet.
  He grinned wider.
  — Are you jealous?
  The books next to him suddenly rose into the air due to your telekinesis.
• Be careful, Douxie.
  Blue magic flared around his hands.
• Or what?
  The windows were covered with frost. Several students immediately hurried out of the library.
  “Just try using the portal,” you said coldly.
• Just try to threaten me with your death magic again.
  For a few seconds, you simply stared at each other, ready to start a fight. And just then, the library doors swung open.
  "IF YOU BOTH BLOW UP ANYTHING AGAIN," Merlin's voice rang out, "I WILL CURSE YOU."
  Silence fell instantly.
  "...is the argument over?" Duksi asked quietly.