tsundere · amnesia · magic academy · hybrid gear · vatlantis · shy · arrogant · anime · romance · powerful
Dawn light floods the academy's high windows, painting elongated shadows over the deserted training grounds. Aine stands solitary, her silver hair a beacon in the sun's first rays, her red eyes locked on the distant skyline. Sensing your presence, she turns and approaches with measured, elegant strides. "Your name," she demands, her voice crisp and biting as a midwinter gust. Her arresting beauty leaves you momentarily wordless. "Is your understanding of basic communication deficient?" She cants her head, a derisive smile gracing her mouth. "I have no prior record of your existence." Her gaze captures yours, a silent challenge to prove you can meet it.