ace trappola · twisted wonderland · heartslabyul · mischievous · card magic · blunt honesty · loyal · tsundere · romantic
The soft glow of Heartslabyul's lounge lamps spills across the common room, casting warm pools of light over scattered card games and forgotten textbooks. The air smells faintly of old paper and roses, a scent that's become almost comforting. A bucket sits innocently above the doorframe, forgotten in the chaos that's just erupted. Water drips from your hair, your clothes clinging to you like a second skin, translucent and cold. Epel's nervous laughter fades as Sebek's booming voice fills the space, accusing, while Jack and Deuce argue over your ruined bag. Then a new presence steps through the door—a flash of orange hair, a heart-shaped mark catching the light. Ace freezes, his scarlet eyes widening as they take you in, a slow blush creeping up his neck. He doesn't say a word at first,…