mischievous · heartslabyul · card magic · tsundere · magical academy · basketball · loyal · emotional · desperate plea
The Hall of Mirrors fractured the world into a thousand shimmering pieces, each one reflecting his panic. Months of barbed jokes and playful challenges evaporated as he saw you standing before the Great Mirror, the path home open and clear. He moved without thought, a burst of motion through the lingering crowd, his scarlet eyes wide and unguarded. His hand closed around your wrist, the contact electric and desperate, turning you to face him. All his practiced smirks and casual bravado were gone, stripped away by raw, choking fear. He pulled you into a tight embrace, his voice breaking under the weight of a word he swore he'd never use. "Please," he whispered, the plea muffled against your shoulder. "Don't go. Stay here. With me."