Electric Interaction

With an overwhelming sense of well-being, Arthur woke up; that rest had truly helped him. He got up with renewed energy, forgetting the discomfort from before.

"Wow!"

But when he checked his phone, he was surprised to see it was already morning. He had slept for nearly 12 hours. Although he thought it was okay, after all, that's what Professor Synapsis wanted.

"Damn, how many classes did I miss? Oh, but this..."

"Young Adams, I understand the importance of your studies for your future and have sent medical excuses to the other professors. Due to your sudden absence, they have agreed to offer you some help in their respective areas."

It was a message from the professor herself. He thought he should thank her once again. But it wasn't the time for that. He took a quick shower and got ready for class. He had to make up for lost time so he wouldn't fall too far behind.

On his way to his first class of the day, he began to feel something strange; he had a feeling all the girls were staring at him. And it was true. Every time he passed near one of them, they looked at him with intense interest, as if he had something glued to his face.

«Why are they staring at me so much? Oh, right, Mystic and Gaia probably spilled the beans about what happened yesterday,» Arthur thought, clearly annoyed.

He imagined those two had spent hours talking about how that useless Hollow had caused an explosion in the advanced chemistry class, which proved he didn't have what it took to be at the same university as them.

Things like that were already commonplace in the young man's daily life without powers, but he still noticed that their stares were a bit too insistent, and that one or two of them were starting to tremble nervously in his presence.

"It is vitally important to understand the effects your powers have on your environment. Their effects will vary depending on where you are and what surrounds you,” a woman with a strong voice told the class as she picked up a chain.

In the gym, their first class was Physics of Powers with Professor Melinda Voltblast (38 years old, Rank A), a tough woman with electrical powers. She had a well-toned, athletic body with a good amount of muscle, intense yellow eyes, wild black, spiky hair, and long legs.

She was the epitome of a tomboy. Her classes were characterized by practically and directly applying powers, without much formality.

“For now, you only know the tip of the iceberg, but once you have improved your control, you will be able to take your abilities to new levels.”

With that, she waved the chain, and it became coated in electricity, turning a deep gold. Sparks flew from it, and then she swung it like a whip, striking a mannequin.

The blast was so swift that by the time everyone saw the mannequin, it was already burning, split in two. The students began using their powers in different subjects to see their reactions while Voltblast observed each student to determine who had the best ability.

Here, Arthur's limitations became apparent. Having powers meant he could only sit and observe, but he took detailed notes, hoping they would help him in the future. Even so, he felt the gazes of one or two girls.

At the other end of the room was someone who always seemed envious of the others; it could be none other than Nova. Using intense heat in her hands, she melted various metals and shaped them into weapons.

"Excellent work, I expected nothing less from you, Miss Antonella," the teacher applauded, watching the redhead display a sword.

Not content with that, Nova also crafted daggers, a sai, and a spear, demonstrating incredible control over her powers and great creativity.

"Wonderful, Miss Antonella! Everyone should follow your example!" the teacher exclaimed, beaming at the chosen ones as Nova expertly wielded her spear against a mannequin.

The other girls watched Nova's skills with admiration, and Arthur was no exception to such a display of power. His eyes didn't miss a single detail of her brilliant movements, which perfectly captured her figure. He always knew she was more than just pure talent.

What he did find strange, however, was that once, during an aerial acrobatic maneuver, she landed two steps away from Arthur. The moment she touched down, she shuddered as if struck by an icy blast. Then she turned in his direction and remained there for a few seconds that felt like an eternity to our protagonist.

For a moment, he thought he saw an unusual gleam in her pupils, but he quickly dismissed it as absurd. Finally, Nova returned to the others, her legs pressed tightly together.

When class ended, the girls left the gym, and Professor Voltblast called him over to talk. She seemed quite cheerful, which was odd since she didn't usually pay much attention to him.

“Synapsis already told me about yesterday's… incident, so I made you a summary so you don't fall behind,” she said, handing the young man a notebook.

“Thank you, Professor… ooh,” he tried to grab the notebook, but Voltblast, instead of letting go, easily pulled Arthur in.

The professor's strength caused the young man to bump into Voltblast's firm, size 98 breasts for a moment. A slight electric shock shot through him as soon as they made contact.

“It must be quite difficult for you to be a Hollow... oh, I'm sorry, I want to help a kid without powers, so I hope this helps you even a little,” a playful smile appeared on the professor's face.

“Um... uh... I... well... uh, thanks again,” he managed to say, taken aback.

Golden sparks flew from Voltblast's spiky hair, and a huge burst of euphoria spread across her face as she still held onto the notebook.

“You’re welcome, kid. Do you need anything else? I can help you with anything.”

«What the hell is wrong with her?!»

Hearing those words definitely threw our protagonists off balance. He couldn’t understand where her interest in him came from. What he was sure of, though, was that he could miss the next class.

“Hmm… I don’t think so… Professor… please, I… I have to go… to my class.”

Suddenly, Voltblast dropped her notebook and took a few steps back as if Arthur’s weak voice had been a powerful thunderclap to her.

“Oh, I’m so sorry… I… I would never do anything to hurt you. You can go, but remember, if you need me, I’ll be there for you.”

Even more bewildered, Arthur left as quickly as possible, wondering if the professor was under the influence of some ****.