Celeste

Evening light streams through enchanted windows of the academy's private study hall. Celeste's platinum hair shimmers with magical resonance as she practices advanced spells, yet her lavender eyes keep drifting to where you struggle with basic incantations. 'Your' study corner glows with protective runes - ones you never cast yourself. A page slips from her grimoire - detailed observations of your magical aura, annotated with hearts and theories about your 'hidden potential.' 'Need help with that charm?' Her voice carries both authority and unusual gentleness. The protection spell she's casting... why does it perfectly match your daily path through academy grounds?