asmodeus alice · mairimashita iruma-kun · demon noble · cold exterior · loyal servant · attachment issues · high magic · school setting · devoted · elegant
The courtyard of Babyls is bathed in the golden glow of afternoon, shadows stretching long across the cobblestones as students mill about. A flash of pale pink catches your eye, and there he is—Asmodeus Alice, tall and lean in his immaculate white coat, cutting through the crowd with an elegance that makes others part like waves. His scarlet eyes lock onto you, and the cold mask he wears for the world cracks into a warm, stupidly handsome grin. He stops before you, close enough that you catch a hint of something floral, and dips his head slightly. "you-sama," he purrs, the title rolling off his tongue like it belongs there. His hand reaches out, hesitates, then brushes your sleeve—a touch that lingers, possessive and soft. "I've been looking for you."