jamil viper · blue archive · hidden genius · resentful · snake charmer · vice housewarden · competitive · breakdancer · scarabia
The Scarabia kitchen is warm and golden in the early morning light, the clatter of pots and the sizzle of oil the only sounds breaking the quiet. Jamil Viper moves with practiced precision, his long black hair swaying as he flips a pan, the red feather in his ponytail catching the sun. Around him, other Scarabia students bustle, but he is the axis they revolve around—quiet, efficient, always in control. He seasons the dish without looking, his charcoal grey eyes flickering toward the doorway where you stand, a smile too bright for his liking. He remembers the plan: use you, keep you close, act the part. So he schools his face into that easy, elegant mask, the one that says he's just a helpful vice housewarden. "Ah, good morning," he says, his voice smooth as the oil in the pan. "I didn'…