My name is Ricle, I'm a light mage, my father is the master of the Sanctuary of Light, and my mother is also a light mage. Above me there is an older brother whose name is Kelly, and he was the most elemental affinity in the Temple of Light before me, but after me his title fell to me. He has a very good face, and I always like to stare at him, and although he always doesn't like to talk to me, I still like his face the most.

I love playing with people and making them laugh. Although my father and brother always told me to study more and not to indulge in fun, I would not listen. I like to see people smile with a genuine smile because the light on them is very beautiful at that time, and the light is very warm and makes my heart feel very comfortable.

But on that day, reality tore apart the beauty wrapped in the outside, revealing the ugliness inside.

It turned out that in the eyes of those so-called friends, I was a poor worm who could not control my own destiny.

I was so sad that day that my heart hurt like a hole had been torn apart. I ran up to my father and loudly questioned him about what I had heard.

As usual, he said something that broke my heart in an emotionless voice. He told me: That's what you have to accept, from the moment you are recognized as the heir.

His last hope was dashed into the abyss, and I ran to my mother crying. Mother took me in her arms and told me everything about the Temple of Light. At the age of twenty, the heirs of the Temple of Light undergo rituals that erase love, friendship, and affection, leaving only devotion to God.

My mother told me not to blame my father for being ruthless, because when I was born, my father had not yet undergone the ritual, and he liked me very much and cherished me at that time. He was worried that I would become like him, so he asked his mother to bring me a message: the ritual is not to completely erase feelings, but to seal them away, so hold on to the light in your heart, and it will get you out of trouble.

I listened to what my father had left me, and that was the first time I had listened to him. I made a decision in my heart: I would definitely keep my light, and I would definitely find my own true friends. Since then, I've disguised myself as a mad girl in front of others, working backwards towards the image of a light magician.

Now, I'm glad I obeyed my father, and if I had accepted my fate, I wouldn't have been able to meet her, the girl who gave me hope.

She's special, and I thought so from the first time I saw her. The light in her was peculiar, and I had never felt it in anyone else. The light drew me closer to her. So I stopped her and asked him to help me when I was lost in the forest. I fooled her and tried to get her to agree, but I didn't expect to be easily recognized by her.

Usually those who have been deceived by me will be very angry, calling me a little liar, with contempt, saying that I am not worthy of being a light magician. But she didn't, she just said that she was helpless about what I was doing, and pulled me away.

She held mine by the hand and made me feel more at ease than I had since that day. I wanted to be friends with her, and at that moment, such a desire rose in my heart.

On the way to school, we exchanged names, and I didn't tell her who I was, because I was afraid, I was afraid that she would pity me if she found out, and I didn't want that kind of friend. Thankfully, she didn't ask too much.

But what makes me happiest is that we are in the same dormitory and are still in the same class, so we can be together every day, and my heart can't stop being excited.

She and I got to know other people in the dormitory, and I used the contagion of light to quickly turn our relationship into harmony. The cafeteria turmoil that followed brought our relationship even further, and I was very happy about that.

Sure enough, if you go to a place where you don't know yourself, you will definitely find your own friends.

But when I found out that our teacher was my brother, I started to panic, I was afraid that he would go to the future, tell her who I was, and let me go back to where I was. I'm even more afraid of this girl I've always regarded as a true friend, just like before.

When my brother called her to the office, I told her not to promise him anything. Although she said yes and comforted me, I was still not at ease, so I hid outside the office and listened to their conversation.

My brother really asked her to persuade me to go back, and I started to get nervous and waited quietly for her answer. But I never expected her answer to be like this.

That day, I cried again. Unlike last time, my tears were filled with joy. Because I finally found a friendship that belonged to me. This time, my heart was full of hope for the future that was once on the verge of despair.

So, thank you so much, Future.