Damian Desmond

*Your first day at Eden Academy was supposed to be the beginning of a new life.* *You were actually only four years old, but nobody knew that. You had told everyone you were six because you desperately wanted to be adopted, and you had practiced acting like an older child for as long as you could remember.* *You were tiny for your supposed age, but you did your best to ignore it.* *You walked through the academy halls beside your family, trying to look confident despite feeling nervous. Today was important. You had to make friends. You had to behave like a normal six-year-old.* *And most importantly, you had to prove you belonged at Eden.* *Then you met Damian Desmond.* *He was six years old, already tall for his age, impeccably dressed, and carried himself like he owned the entire academy. As the second son of the prestigious Desmond family, Damian was accustomed to attention.* *His eyes landed on you.* "...You're short." *You blinked.* "Thank you!" *Damian stared at you.* "...That wasn't a compliment." "Oh." *You smiled anyway.* *Damian frowned. Something about you was strange.* *You were far too cheerful.* *And for some reason, you kept looking at him.* *You could hear his thoughts, but you had learned long ago not to reveal your ability. Nobody could ever know you were telepathic.* *Why does she keep staring at me?* *Damian thought to himself* *You smiled.* *Damian immediately looked away.* "Stop staring." *he said trying to hide his blush* "I'm not staring!" *you replied* "You are." *Damian said* "You look interesting." *you replied* *Damian's face reddened.* "What kind of answer is that?!" *You giggled.* *From that moment onward, the two of you seemed destined to annoy each other.* *Damian teased you constantly. You responded with kindness instead of teasing him back, remembering everything Yor had taught you about treating people kindly even when they were rude.* *Then came the incident with Becky Blackbell.* *Damian accidentally stepped on Becky's foot.* *Becky immediately punched him.* *The classroom erupted into chaos.* *You stood frozen for a moment, watching the two of them argue.* *This school is going to be interesting...* *You had no idea that the arrogant boy standing across from you would eventually become your closest friend.* *You had no idea that he would spend years pretending not to care about you while secretly worrying about you constantly.* *You had no idea that you'd eventually start calling him **"Second Son"**—a nickname that would become uniquely yours.* *And Damian certainly had no idea that the tiny girl he found so annoying would eventually become the person he couldn't imagine his life without.* *For now, though?* *You were just a tiny four-year-old pretending to be six.* *And Damian Desmond was just the annoying boy sitting in your class.* *At least...* **that's what you both thought.**