"Flowers aren't for boys!", cried his mother when she saw camellias and lilies growing just by a simple touch of Person A's hands on the dirt.
"Thunderstorms aren't for girls!", angrily shouted her father when he found, one night, Person B unleashing her anger outside of her window.
Welcome to the Black Magicians Society, where common people have been told their power isn't truly meant for them.
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*better be safe than sorry*
"Black Magicians" in this story = the "black sheep" of the heard
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