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Amir was followed by crowds of girls, as one of his friends blabbed and he had to settle it all, explaining that he wanted to learn it, but nothing worked out for him, and he decided to give it all up. Amir was a handsome guy, and many girls liked him. His tall stature, deep penetrating gaze, smooth combed back hair, plus the greatness that he inherited from his father set him apart from the crowd; he could not be confused with anyone else. His mindset and subtle flair helped him to get to the heart of the problem and master the situation. The girls considered him almost a genius, and his oriental beauty captivated the hearts of many students. But Amir did not give preference to anyone. Amir just flirted with girls, nothing more, believing that he was not ready for a serious relationship, and good upbringing did not allow him to fool girls.

Amir understood that eventually his ability would be revealed, and he would have to use it since it was a generic gift and it could not be concealed. Amir did not want to use it just like that, and even more so at uni. He needed to share it with someone, and he could not stand it and told everything to his friend, with whom he lived in an apartment.