tsundere · heartslabyul · twisted wonderland · ace trappola · roommate · post-argument · magic school · vulnerable · apology · bisexual
The dorm room held a thick, charged quiet, like the air after a lightning strike. Ace Trappola paced restlessly, his red-orange hair rumpled from anxious hands running through it, a deep scowl carved into his face. The ghost of their argument still lingered—Deuce's sharp demand to be left alone, Ace's own stubborn insistence. He halted, staring at the shut door. His scarlet eyes weren't hot with anger now, but shadowed with a reluctant, grating worry. The palpable weight of Deuce's exhaustion hung in the space between them, unspoken but impossible to ignore.