MidReal Story
Elemental Hearts: Betrayal at Arcane Academy
Scenario: magic academy, elementals, romance, break up
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Kael Fireheart
elemental student, Elara's exboyfriend, short black hair with red streaks, green eyes that glow when using fire magic, charismatic but emotionally guarded.
Lyra Moonshadow
elemental student and Elara's best friend, no romantic ties to others in the story yet, flowing dark hair with hints of purple highlights, wise and supportive.
Elara Stormwind
elemental student, former lover of Kael, long silver hair, piercing blue eyes, resilient and fiercely independent.
Chapter 1
I was in the middle of a fight for my life when I saw them.
Kael and another girl.
Together.
Kissing.
My heart stopped, and I almost lost the battle because of it.
But then I remembered where I was, and who I was fighting, and that bitch wasn’t going to get the best of me.
Not today.
I raised my sword and brought it down with all my might, slicing through her armor like it was butter.
She screamed as she fell to the ground, defeated, and I stood over her body, panting from the effort.
I wasn’t just a student at Arcane Academy.
I was the best elemental user the school had ever seen, and it wasn’t even close.
Which is why everyone was staring at me as I made my way into the arena for the final match of our magical combat tournament.
The hooded figure in front of me gave a sly chuckle and raised their weapon into the air—just an ordinary-looking sword—as if they were mocking my ability to take them down.
Like it would be so easy for them to beat me.
Well, they had another thing coming.
I tightened my grip on my own sword—an elegant weapon made from pure fire magic—and prepared to hold my own against whatever they threw at me.
But then I noticed something out of the corner of my eye, and I turned to see what it was.
Kael Fireheart—my ex-boyfriend and fellow student—was off in one of the stands, making out with some random girl he had probably just met.
I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him like that: so happy, so carefree…with someone else who wasn’t me.
It had been six months since Kael broke up with me, but seeing him with another girl still hurt like hell.
He was the one who said he couldn’t be tied down.
That he didn’t want a girlfriend to hold him back from his true potential.
But we all knew the truth: that he was scared of getting too close to someone, and that he would never be capable of love.
And yet here I was: still pining away over him like some pathetic schoolgirl.
I let out a sigh and shook my head as I turned back toward my opponent.
I didn’t have time for this right now; I was in the middle of a fight for my life, and if I lost my concentration for even a second, I could end up dead.
My opponent chuckled beneath their hood—mirthlessly, this time—and suddenly lunged at me with their sword.
But just as I was about to pass him, Kael suddenly pushed himself off the wall and grabbed my arm.
"What do you want?"
I snapped, wrenching my arm free from his grasp.
"I don’t have time for this."
"But—"
"Look, I appreciate what you’re trying to do," I said coldly, "but it’s not going to work. I have no desire to speak with you. Now if you’ll excuse me…"
Before he could say anything else, I turned on my heel and started walking away.
I heard him call my name several more times after that, but I refused to turn around or acknowledge him in any way.
Honestly, the thought of even looking at him right now made me sick; and the last thing I wanted was for him to see how much he hurt me.
After everything we had been through together…I refused to give him the satisfaction.
"Elara…"
I stopped in my tracks at the sound of his voice and took a deep breath before slowly turning around to face him.
"Do you really mean that?" he asked in a soft voice, his green eyes filled with concern.
"Is this truly how you feel?"
I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out; I wasn’t exactly sure what I should tell him at this point.
I knew that he was only trying to help me pass the class—and normally, I would be grateful for it—but it was hard to act like nothing had happened after what he did.
Especially when he kept calling me by my first name like he used to during our relationship.
He used to call me "babe" or "love" whenever we spoke; but now it was as if he didn’t even know who I was anymore.
And yet, despite everything he put me through…I still couldn’t bring myself to hate him for it.
I mean, I wanted so badly for things between us to go back to the way they were before…but that just wasn’t going to happen.
He cheated on me; and I couldn’t simply forgive him for it. I had spent months trying to get over him and move on with my life—and I wasn’t about to throw all of that away just because he felt guilty about what he did.
"I’m sorry," he began, taking a step toward me.
"I know things between us haven’t been the same since…well, you know. But I want to make things right between us. I want us to be able to move past this and…"
"Hey! Hurry up or we’re going to be late for class!"
Both Kael and I turned our heads at the sound of someone yelling down the hallway before looking back at each other again.
For a moment, he just stood there in silence; his mouth hanging slightly open as he tried to process what had just happened.
The next day after my encounter with Kael in the arena, I found a note from him in my locker requesting to meet me in our usual spot at the library during lunch.
At first, I had no intention of going; I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to speak with him again after what he did.
But as I sat there thinking about it for a while…I ultimately decided to give him one last chance to explain himself.
I mean, we used to be so close when we were together—and I couldn’t shake the memories of all those late-night conversations we had or how much fun we used to have whenever we went out on our dates together.
Not to mention all those sweet things he used to say and do for me…
So when the time came, I met up with him at the library just like he asked.
Needless to say, he seemed pretty nervous as I approached him; his hands were fidgeting with each other and he was tapping his foot against the floor as if he couldn’t sit still.
He kept opening his mouth like he was trying to say something…but then immediately closing it again right after, seemingly unable to speak.
Finally, after a few moments of awkward silence, I decided to break the ice myself by asking, "Is there something you wanted to talk about?"
Kael looked up at me with a pained expression before taking a deep breath.
"I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness," he began quietly.
"And honestly, I wouldn’t blame you if you never wanted to see me again. But…I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am for what happened. What I did was unforgivable—and no matter how much time has passed since then, not a day goes by where I don’t regret it."
I could see the sincerity in his eyes as he spoke.
"I should have never done what I did. You didn’t deserve it."
He paused for a moment and took my hand into his.
"And I know that no amount of apologies on my part will ever make up for what happened. But…please know that I would do anything to be able to take back what I did if I could. I love you, Elara…I really do. And the thought of losing you forever is…"
His voice trailed off as he struggled to find the right words.
"I can’t even put into words how much it hurts me…" "If only you had thought about that before you decided to cheat on me," I said coldly, pulling my hand away from him.
I had spent so many sleepless nights crying over him after everything happened—and yet here he was after all this time trying to get me back like nothing ever went wrong.
As if we could just go back to being together again like we used to without any consequences or repercussions for his actions.
"Elara…" he began quietly, taking a step toward me.
"Please. Just give me a chance to explain myself—"
"I don’t need an explanation," I said sternly.
"You made your choice when you decided to betray me like that. And now…you’re just going to have to live with it."
Kael’s expression fell at my response as his shoulders slumped slightly.
