“I have no magical abilities, I am just incredibly perceptive,” she said steadily, “Allow me to demonstrate.”

She side eyed a boy at a desk to her left. He was skinny but not frail, standing at six foot. His eyes held weights while his smile hid nothing. He was struggling with the death of a loved one, she realized.

“If I see something wrong I will issue passes and excuse late work. But know you cannot fool me.”

A glance at the third row of desks allowed her to spot a girl. Five foot three with blonde and blues, she was a flourishing student. But even the makeup so skillfully placed couldn’t hide the bags under those eyes of hers. Sleep deprivation.

“I won’t be assigning any homework for this week, instead we will be practicing peace of mind, meditation.”

There. The glimpse of a twitching leg caught her eye. It was a plus weight boy with the most kind smile around. He tried so hard to focus during her lectures but she could see it in the way his eyes never stop looking. The back draws of adhd.

“I know things are tough my students and I don’t want to burden you. I will adjust my curriculum so it will benefit all of you,” she held a state with each one of the students and many more.

“It is true that I have no magic unlike the rest of your teachers but I know when im needed and how I can help and that’s the most powerful magic of all.”