The passage of time within the Verdant Dawn Academy felt like a blur to Alaric. It seemed like just yesterday he was a scrawny eight-year-old prodigy, arriving at the gates of the academy with wide-eyed wonder.
Now, at the threshold of his fifteenth birthday, his transformation was undeniable. He had grown tall and athletic, his once-slender frame now honed by years of rigorous training. His blonde hair, which used to sit in a messy tangle, now fell in soft, golden waves to his shoulders, framing his striking ruby-red eyes.
Standing at an impressive 5 feet 10 inches, he cut a figure that was as commanding as it was captivating.
But it wasn't just Alaric who had changed.
His closest friends—Natasha, Lea, Tess, and Irene—had blossomed as well, evolving from awkward adolescents into stunning young women who turned heads wherever they went.