Magic Controlled (One on one with @Starlight-I-Love-Magic!)

In the country of Adlmyr, where humans coexist beside supernaturals, magic must be tamed. When an incident is caused from magic spiraling out of control, the powers are stripped from everyone involved. To teach people from a young age to harness their powers, specialist schools and universities were established in every major city, preparing them for the real world before they turned 20. But what would happen if some of the students, no matter how hard they tried, just couldn't seem to control their powers, and their deadline was quickly approaching?

(I think for him then it will be a case of things are happening around him that try to make him lose control even just once. Once is all it takes. Lets just see how it goes)

(Sure!)

Soren sat alone in his Umbrakinesis class, listening to the professor go over the same instructions on how to use his powers. The same words Soren had been told since fourth grade. For other students it was easy, they always knew how to make sure the shadows never hurt anyone. But none of them were half demon. No matter how many times he told the shadows to reside, they only seemed to grow and do damage.
"You have to be firm with your intent. Feel it in your body, don't just say it in your mind."
It didn't help that he had no control whatsoever over the shadows at night time, when they were everywhere. Daytime seemed to be the only time he could move them, even if it was in the wrong way. On the desk in front of Soren sat a glowing lamp that cast a small shadow onto the polished oak.
"Feel it, become one with the shadow."
Soren closed his eyes and focused on connecting with the dark patch. He felt nothing. For the next ten minutes he felt nothing, until a burst of frustration shot through him. He opened his eyes and in an instant the lamp was swallowed whole by the shadow. The professor sighed, dismissing him to lunch. As he left he could hear the professor mumbling under her breath.
"He has two years left, I don't think he can do this."
Soren shook his head, striding down the corridor to the food hall. He found a couple of his friend still waiting for him, knowing where he had been, and had already gotten some food for him. Glancing around the hall he saw that some of the other students were still hanging around. He reluctantly sat down with his friends but didn't touch the food, he didn't have the appetite.

Soren kept half of his attention on his friends, while the rest of his attention was discreetly tuning in to every other person in the room. He never really spoke to anyone who wasn't in his direct circle so it was interesting to observe others from the side, learning things about them that they wouldn't necessarily tell him - due to them not being friends. One person that caught his eye was a boy called Arthur. He looked like your typical teenager, but from the solemn glint in his eyes Soren knew the kid had been through some stuff.
It's none of my business, no one here is my business.
He drew his gaze from Arthur and began stabbing at his food with a fork, forcing it down his throat.

One of Soren's friends, Jessop, nudged him and looked over in Arthur's direction.
"How long has that weirdo been here, never seen him before."
"How would I know? I don't pay attention to people."
Jessop shrugged, rolling his eyes. Soren's fingertips brushed over Jessop's arm and suddenly the latter fell into a trance, staring at Soren.
"Don't roll your eyes at me, you know I don't like it."
Jessop slowly nodded and blinked. He was confused as to what was going on but everyone else kept mum about it. There were certain things like eye rolling that really annoyed Soren, so it shouldn't have come as a surprise to anyone that he would retaliate. He just had to be careful as being caught using powers to assault someone was punishable. By what? No one ever said, and no one dared to find out. Soren was just lucky enough to never get caught using his powers for bad. He found himself looking at Arthur from the corner of his eye under his hair, suspicious of the way the boy froze when looking out of the window.
What an odd kid, just who is he?

A sigh escaped Soren's lips and he pushed his half finished plate away.
"I'm going for a walk outside." he stated loudly. Whether or not he was hinting to anyone was up for interpretation, but thankfully none of his friends offered to join him. As he proceeded to leave the hall, his Umbrakinesis professor and another professor he didn't recognised pulled him to the side and called for Arthur to join them.

"I think we should discuss this somewhere a little less open." Soren's professor muttered, beckoning for the two boys to follow them to an empty classroom. Once inside, the two professors looked at each other and nodded, before the other one spoke up.
"We have been having a little chat and we've decided that in order to try and help Soren master his power of Umbrakinesis, you, Arthur, are going to be his tutor."
Soren's eyes turned round. "Excuse me?!"

They paused for a moment. "We are basing this decision around your history, and we understand that you might not be comfortable with this, but we think it is in Soren's best interest that you help him."
"What if I don't want help?" Soren hissed, balling his hands into fists. "And why the hell would you do this to him if you know for a fact that he won't be happy with it?"
The teachers didn't know what to say, they only looked at Arthur, awaiting his response.

"And what is that?" Soren's professor replied, crossing her arms under her chest with a frown.

(I see, interesting)

"Fine, just make sure you get the job done."
Soren stood there with his mouth agape in shock, he couldn't understand why the professors had done this, nor did he know why Arthur agreed with it. Soren kept quiet, part of him was suspicious of this change but then another part of him was relieved to have his professor off his back.

"Now. He struggles with connecting with the shadows when he's calm. That is a major aspect you will need to-"
Soren quickly reached out to touch the two professors. "Do not decide what I do and don't do with my powers, leave me alone."
The two professors nodded silently, turning to walk in the opposite direction. Soren sighed, tucking the hair in front of his black eye behind his ear. "This could be interesting." his voice was emotionless.

Soren followed him, mumbling with narrow eyes. "Don't 'buddy' me, pal."
He kept his fair distance behind Arthur, not really sure what to make of the situation. If things went wrong he could just make Arthur forget everything, or, in the worst case scenario, will the shadows to consume Arthur. But Soren never was the type of person to do that, despite his blood telling him he needed to kill. He shoved his hands into his pockets and kept quiet the rest of the way.

"I can't really do anything. Look." He glanced around him at the various shadows, trying to feel the connection between them. His core began tingling and the shadows moved no more than an inch. He exhaled a large breath.
"See, I don't even know why i have a power that i clearly can't control properly."

"When im angry or upset i guess, but it takes a lot to make me feel either of those emotions." He paused for a moment, just staring at Arthur. "Why did you agree to this when you are clearly uncomfortable with it?"

Soren gaped in shock, a little nerved that Arthur was so close to him, but horrified by what he had just witnessed. "A wolf… Fur…" he forced the on coming sneeze to stay inside.
"I see, i didn't really expect that… Why do you keep that hidden?"