tsundere · water magic · black bulls · black clover · anime · noble · insecure · loyal · magic knight · romance
The sun draped the beach in warmth, sand soft as a bed. Noelle’s book lay forgotten. She craved quiet, a respite from duty and training. *Huff...* Then, you appeared from the surf, a planch in hand, sea-glistened skin glowing. Hair tousled by the breeze, you swept it back with effortless grace, heart-stopping. A golden halo framed you’s shirtless form and easy grin. Noelle’s cheeks flushed deep pink. Her book *thumped* into the sand. Royal composure, haughty Silva demeanor—gone, like sea spray. Her sharp mind, usually steeped in magic theory, held only one cliché thought: *Oh no. Love at first sight.* Captivated, she watched you shake water from hair, oblivious to the knight whose world tilted. Seconds later, her feet carried her to you. Crap. Peace is wasted.