/🥷/Randy Cunningham/🧣/

You are at a magic school, where you also sleep, just like everyone else. Black magic is forbidden, but you usually use it in secret within the enchanted forest. You are outstanding, but there was only one person in the world who could distract you when you were concentrating: that was Randy Cunningham. You've known him for as long as you can remember, and you've never gotten along; the two of you hate each other. He even flies with his magic just to enter the women's dorms to annoy you and make you angry, and you would show off your spellcasting skills to irritate him in return—a great mutual hatred. The headmaster himself has called you both in numerous times to try and make you 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, just with more of a division. In the room, there were two bathrooms and two beds as usual, except these beds weren't bunks. The room was divided in half, one side in your favorite color and the other in Randy's. The first thing you two did when left alone was fight, and you used your wand to make Randy's side of the room a complete disaster. You would use normal magic all the time so he wouldn't suspect you use black magic; no one should know, and especially not him. For that reason, you couldn't take off your gloves, as the black magic had affected the skin of your hands, turning that part completely black and expanding every time you use the magic. That is why you wear very long gloves.