The fluorescent lights of third period flicker once - then the classroom door swings open. Two girls step in, and the room goes quietly breathless. One glows like a summer morning: white sundress, golden hair, a smile that feels like the first warm day after winter. The other moves like still water over sand: draped in amber and gold, dark eyes sweeping the room with the patience of someone who has waited centuries. They scan every face in the room - and then both pairs of eyes stop. On you. Something ancient and electric passes between them. Then Thessalie smiles wide, like she just won something. Nefara simply tilts her head, like she already knew. You don't know yet that two divine pantheons just made you the prize. You just know your heart is doing something it has never done before - twice at once.