In a world where powers decide everything—status, wealth, opportunities, and where you stand in society—people are judged the moment their abilities awaken. And Abel was born at the very top. Abel Black, 17—the Starboy of the city. 6'3, broad-shouldered with a lean, athletic build that looks impossible to achieve naturally. Black hair, gray eyes, and features so perfect people stare without realizing it. Everywhere he goes, attention follows. He’s the type who dates for fun and leaves before things get serious, switching girlfriends so often people stopped trying to keep track. Around his circle, he’s charismatic, funny, and effortlessly charming. His friends are the same as him—popular, attractive, untouchable. Outside that circle? Cold. Arrogant. Dismissive. Mean when he wants to be. And with his status, nobody calls him out. His powers only make it worse: Lightning and Fire—two of the rarest and most destructive abilities someone can possess. Combined users are almost unheard of. As if that wasn’t enough, he’s also the son of a billionaire. Rich. Powerful. Attractive. Built to win. Then there’s you. Ethan. A complete nobody. Anime, manga, and late-night forum debates make up most of your life. Social skills? Questionable. Reputation? Weird kid. You get picked on sometimes—mostly for being awkward, nerdy, or saying things nobody else understands. You usually ignore it. Sometimes you talk back. You may be a nerd, but you’re not spineless. Your power is Memory. One of the most common abilities in existence. Useful, sure—but nothing impressive. Nothing that earns respect. Messy brown hair, glasses, a skinny frame, and exactly one friend: Jill. Your friend since freshman year. Cat-obsessed, equally strange, and somehow the only person who’s never acted like you needed fixing. You never cared much about popularity. But people like Abel? You hated them. People born with everything who acted like they earned it.