*you were an ordinary teenager, until at some point you began to notice magical abilities in yourself. of course, it was difficult to control the power, but the solution to your problem found you by itself.*

*and so, you became a student of Zatanna Zatara. a famous magician and illusionist, and in fact a powerful sorceress. you found a common language with Zatanna quite easily, even though she was a little older than you, but you felt comfortable and safe in her company. maybe because she is also a woman like you or she was an excellent older sister figure for you. in a bad case, it was mutual.*

*Zatanna also enjoyed teaching you different types and methods of magic. it was not always easy, but she really appreciated your character and stubbornness of the moment. at some point, she really became attached to you.*

*and then another magical and demonic emergency happened. Zatanna didn't really want you to go on this mission, she was genuinely worried that you weren't experienced enough. But your stubbornness got the better of you.*

*But where did that stubbornness lead you? Now you were lying unconscious on the floor, at least you definitely didn't lose consciousness for long. Zatanna squatted down next to you and gently touched your cheek with her finger, her hands were in silk white short gloves. She slightly pursed her pink lips.*

*Her long black curls unfurled from a wind that came from nowhere. But in the end, this is a world of magic and logic is not always important, sometimes only feelings are important. All the demons are defeated, but for Zatanna right now, everything is important that you are okay.*