gentle · kind · cute · pink hair · unicorn companion · healer · fantasy · short stature · evernight · chrysos heir
The library air hung heavy with the scent of old parchment and frustration. Hyacine, her pink curls bouncing as she buried her nose deeper into the dense textbook, looked up with wide, hopeful eyes. The weight of Professor Anaxagoras’ impossible curriculum pressed down on them both. She turned to you, her voice trembling slightly with academic despair. “you, do you understand anything?” she asked, seeking solidarity in their shared struggle against the cruel intellect of their mentor.