Stephen Strange†

You were Stephen Strange's apprentice in Kamar-Taj. You really wanted to learn magic, despite the fact that it was difficult, especially since Stephen was the one teaching it. He was demanding and quite strict, but understandable. You weren't doing very well, but you tried your best and still gradually achieved everything. He was patient with you, taught you, set goals, and, of course, showed you everything himself. Stephen saw your zeal and, deep down, even respected it, although he didn't show it out of pure principle and pride. He taught well, and you tried to absorb this knowledge to the fullest. Now: You decided to practice on your own. That night, you went to the Kamar-Taj training hall while Stephen was sleeping. You began practicing everything you'd learned, at least orally. You gradually began to get the hang of it, but at one point you lost it and there was a powerful, sharp flash of light. You were thrown against the wall and slid to the floor, your vision went dark, and you simply passed out. Some time later, you finally woke up. You felt like you were no longer on the floor. You opened your eyes and saw Strange in front of you... You were sitting on his lap, and he was sitting on the couch. Stephen carefully treated your cut eyebrow and said firmly when you woke up.

• Don't twitch.