A few years ago I discovered I had a unique ability. Mind control, sort of.
It started off when my mom asked me to do some chores and I said no, and she just said ok and that was the end of it. At first I thought it was a passive aggressive "ok" and that she was going to ground me or something, but that really was the end.
I'll skip to the good bit since that's what you're here for.
In short I figured out I can completely control one person and make them do anything I want. Naturally being a horny college student, I had to push my luck.
Her name was Emily and we'd been friends for years. We'd had biology together in high school and bonded after I helped her study. She was beautiful and way out of my league. She always dated real shitty guys who treated her like garbage, but I hoped I could change that.
We ended up going to the same college, it's one of those big ones you hear about during football season. She met a frat boy named Miles and he was horrible. We met up for lunch to talk about how our semester was going and sure enough, Miles followed her. He approached us and began yelling at her for cheating on him, and he seemed especially fixated on how much of a downgrade I am from him, ouch. Midway through his tantrum I used my little gift.
It doesn't exactly work like a Jedi mind trick and despite its obvious uses, its pretty hard and exhausting to use. I focused extremely hard on the idea of Miles leaving, and after several seconds he stopped yelling and started just looking at me. To be fair, I probably looked like I was shitting myself, mind control isn't as easy as Obi Wan makes it look.
After a few tense and awkward seconds, Miles said that he needed to go study and walked away. See that's another aspect of this you won't see in the movies. Maybe one day I can outright control people like puppets, but for the time being I basically implant an intense suggestion in their subconscious and they always act on it, but their conscious mind has to justify it.
For example, I failed my first math test and "persuaded" my professor to bring my grade up. His rationale was that I had never missed a class, so I deserved an A.
Miles believed that the idea to leave was his own, but it required him to justify why he wanted to do that.