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Chapter #6

People Nearby

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As I sat on the park bench, my tiny legs swinging with a restless rhythm, the warm afternoon sun bathed the park in a golden glow. The air was filled with the soft rustle of leaves and the distant laughter of children playing near a fountain. My mischievous gaze wandered across the scene, searching for someone whose life I could sprinkle with a bit of magic. Under the drooping branches of a willow tree, two college students were sprawled on a checkered picnic blanket, surrounded by scattered textbooks and highlighters. The scene was a quintessential study session, but the tension in the air was palpable.

One of them, a lanky 20-year-old named Alex, caught my attention. His messy brown hair stuck out in all directions, as if he’d just rolled out of bed, and his faded gray T-shirt was wrinkled, paired with baggy khaki cargo shorts and scuffed flip-flops. He sat cross-legged, flipping through an economics textbook with a groan of frustration, his shoulders slumped and his brow furrowed. “This econ stuff is killing me, Mia,” he muttered, his voice tinged with exasperation as he ran a hand through his unruly hair. “I can’t focus—I’m so stressed, and I look like a total mess. I wish I could just… I dunno, feel put-together for once, you know? Like I actually have my life in order.”

Mia, his cheerful friend, looked up from her own notes, her denim skirt and bright yellow tank top a stark contrast to Alex’s disheveled appearance. She laughed lightly, her tone warm but teasing. “You’re fine, Alex. But yeah, a little style wouldn’t hurt. You’ve been wearing the same three T-shirts since freshman year.”

My ears perked up at Alex’s wish, and a mischievous wink sparkled in my eye. Oh, this will be fun, I thought, my tiny fingers itching to work their magic. I raised my hand, but instead of a quick snap, I decided to savor the moment, letting the transformation unfold slowly, layer by layer, to truly reshape Alex’s presence. With a gentle wave of my fingers, a soft, shimmering wave of magic rippled through the air, invisible to all but me, wrapping around Alex like a warm breeze.

The change began subtly, almost imperceptibly at first. Alex’s messy brown hair started to grow, strand by strand, lengthening past his ears and down to his shoulders. The tangled mess smoothed into glossy, loose waves that shimmered in the sunlight, as if he’d just stepped out of a salon. A soft blue hair tie appeared, gently pulling the waves back into a low, elegant ponytail that swayed slightly as he moved. He absentmindedly tucked a stray strand behind his ear, unaware of the change, his focus still on the textbook.

Next, his face began to soften. His skin smoothed out, losing the faint stubble and redness from stress, taking on a natural, dewy glow. His cheekbones seemed to lift slightly, and a touch of natural flush colored his cheeks, giving him a more androgynous, feminine look. His eyebrows arched delicately, and his lashes lengthened just enough to frame his eyes with a subtle elegance. Alex blinked, his expression softening as the magic worked its way deeper, his stress seeming to melt away with each passing second.

The transformation moved to his clothing, a slow and deliberate shift that mirrored the gradual change in his demeanor. The faded gray T-shirt began to shimmer, its fabric softening and stretching, morphing into a flowy, white off-shoulder dress with delicate lace trim along the neckline. The dress hugged his torso before flaring out into a soft, knee-length skirt that swished gently as he shifted on the blanket. His baggy cargo shorts dissolved, replaced by the dress’s skirt, which revealed his legs—now smoother and more toned, as if he’d always taken care to pamper them. His flip-flops shimmered and reshaped into a pair of strappy, white heeled sandals with a modest two-inch heel, the straps wrapping delicately around his ankles. A silver bracelet materialized on his wrist, glinting in the sunlight, and a small, cream-colored crossbody bag appeared beside him on the blanket, its strap adorned with a tiny floral charm.

As the transformation completed, reality adjusted seamlessly around Alex. To Mia and everyone else in the park, he had always dressed this way, his chic, feminine style a natural extension of his personality. But the magic didn’t stop at his appearance—it reshaped his demeanor, his movements, and his confidence, turning him into a version of himself that radiated poise and self-assurance.

Alex, now leaning back on one hand, crossed his legs elegantly at the knees, the skirt of his dress draping gracefully over his thighs. The heels gave him a subtle lift, and he adjusted his posture instinctively, sitting up straighter, his shoulders back and his chin tilted slightly upward. He flipped a page in his textbook, but his movements were smoother now, more deliberate—his fingers brushing the pages with a gentle touch, his wrist turning with a newfound grace as he reached for a highlighter. “Okay, this chapter’s actually starting to make sense,” he said, his voice unchanged but his tone lighter, more optimistic. He adjusted the neckline of his dress casually, the off-shoulder design accentuating his collarbone, and smiled softly. “Also, I’m kinda loving this outfit today. It feels… right. Like I can actually tackle this exam.”

Mia nodded, completely unfazed, as if Alex had always been this stylish. “You always nail the look, Alex. That dress is adorable, and those heels? So cute! Now, help me with this supply-demand graph—I’m totally lost.” She handed him her notebook, her tone warm and collaborative.

Alex took the notebook with a confident nod, his movements fluid and assured. He twirled a strand of his glossy hair absentmindedly around his finger, a small, feminine gesture that felt entirely natural to him now. “Sure thing,” he said, his relaxed smile widening as he leaned over to explain the graph, pointing at key sections with his highlighter. His stress had evaporated, replaced by a quiet confidence that seemed to radiate from within. The heels clicked softly against the blanket as he shifted his position, and he occasionally adjusted his skirt with a delicate touch, ensuring it sat just right. Where he had once been slouched and awkward, he now moved with a poised elegance, his gestures soft and expressive, his laughter brighter as he and Mia worked through the problem together.

The transformation had done more than change his appearance—it had unlocked a side of Alex that was self-assured, stylish, and at ease in his own skin. Where he had once felt overwhelmed and out of place, he now felt put-together, as if his outward style reflected an inner clarity. He laughed at one of Mia’s jokes, his head tilting back slightly, the sunlight catching the silver bracelet on his wrist. He reached for his crossbody bag, pulling out a lip balm with a practiced motion, applying it with a quick swipe before returning to his notes. Every movement, every action, was imbued with a newfound confidence, a sense of being exactly where he was meant to be.

I giggled to myself, swinging my legs faster as I watched from the bench. Alex’s wish to feel put-together had come true in a way that went beyond mere appearance—he was now a version of himself that moved through the world with grace and confidence, his feminine style a perfect reflection of his transformed spirit. The park seemed a little brighter with his presence, and I couldn’t help but wonder who else might benefit from a touch of magic.
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