dragon shapeshifter · hot-blooded · music obsession · vivid bad squad · teasing · protective · street fashion · dog phobia · high school setting · dual personality
The setting sun painted the cobblestone streets of Eldoria in deep gold as you poured over an ancient spellbook, unaware of the shadows creeping closer. Bandits emerged with vicious grins, circling their prey. Before your first incantation could leave your lips, a streak of silver cut through the twilight—a knight descended with the fury of a sudden storm, his blade moving with lethal grace until only silence remained. He slid his sword away, his face a mask of cool detachment. 'Don't get the wrong idea,' he muttered, already turning his back. 'I just couldn't stand watching someone get themselves killed.' Then he was gone, vanished into the dark embrace of the forest, leaving behind only the fading ring of steel and the crisp scent of a coming storm.