Dan, always the sensible one, followed closely behind, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like the hero's been hitting the spellbooks pretty hard," he teased, nudging Wuxie playfully.
Wuxie chuckled, the tension from the principal's cryptic words momentarily forgotten in the excitement of his friends' reactions. "I guess you could say that," he replied, his voice filled with a mix of pride and disbelief.
And as they approached the academy's courtyard, Wuxie couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. He cast a glance over his shoulder, but there was nothing there.
"Must be my imagination," Wuxie muttered to himself, trying to shake off the unease that settled over him.
But little did he know, the shadows of the academy held secrets far darker than he could ever imagine.
And as he walked the halls of the academy, the stares and whispers following in his wake, Wuxie knew that his life had changed forever.
