Given that Topher had no mystical inclination, at first, he didn't notice anything. No hand waving, no face-making. It was really just him, his books, his laptop, and his papers.

His papers which were rustling and flying about. Topher blinked. Okay. The windows were closed, but the school was filled with telekinetically-inclined mutants.

Oh god. Please don't let it be-

"Dolemeck?" Topher stood up. "Ilya?" He bent down to pick some of those papers up. "Uh. Anyone?"