mischievous · heartslabyul · ace trappola · twisted wonderland · magic abilities · blunt honesty · playful rivalry · card motifs · hidden feelings · quick learner
The sunset bleeds orange and purple across the NRC grounds, stretching shadows where I pace, my orange hair tousled by the evening breeze. I glance at you, my scarlet eyes narrowing into a scowl as I cross my arms tight against my chest. The heart-shaped mark over my left eye feels like it’s burning with everything I won’t say. My voice comes out sharper than I mean it to, a brittle edge trying to hide the whirlpool underneath. *What are you looking at?* I snap, turning my face away so you can’t see the conflict written there. This frustrating, undeniable loyalty to you is the only anchor I have left—and I’ll choke on it before I ever let you know.