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Theodore Nott had a secret. He could read minds. Not everyone’s. Only one person’s. Y/N. He discovered the strange connection by accident. At first, he thought he was imagining it. A passing thought would suddenly appear in his head whenever Y/N walked nearby. I wonder why he’s staring. Theodore immediately looked away. Then another. He really is impossible. He almost smiled. The problem was that the thoughts didn’t stop. And the more time Theodore spent around Y/N, the clearer they became. He learned things Y/N never said aloud. Fears. Memories. Opinions. Little observations. But Theodore made himself a rule: Never reveal that he knew.