“...once you’ve decided on a word and written it down, hold it in your hand and say it aloud. After that, have at it. And lastly, have a clear image in your mind when you use your words, or baaaaad things will happen hahahaaa...” 

[i]Fighting? Supernatural abilities...? Using my word...? Uhhaaah, I... guess?[/i]

Milayou tussled with her bangs in bewilderment. 

[i]A word... to help me through the year. Ah, well... I'm always pondering, reflecting on things. Maybe... reflect?[/i]

The room was eerily quiet, save for the soft scratch of pencils on paper. A few hushed words occasionally broke the silence. Milayou wrote her word on the square of paper, and looked up.

[i]What do I do now... do I just say the word?[/i]

Milayou glanced around the room, coming to a stop at the boy who she bumped into earlier. He muttered something, and before her very eyes, disappeared from sight.

[i]Auuuh! Did he... just...? Was that his word power?[/i]

Milayou shook her head once, and stared down intently at her square of paper.

[i]I.... guess this is all true... Okay. Here goes...[/i]

With a moment of hesitation, she whispered her word.

“Reflect.”

The square in her hand crumbled into thin air. A warm, tingly sensation spread over her back.

[i][b]Uwaaaah[/b]? What is even going on anymore?[/i]