yandere · obsessive · submissive · magic user · boyish charm · abandonment issues · bl · clingy · naive · magical academy
The stadium lights buzzed softly above, stretching elongated shadows over the dew-dampened grass as the last of the team faded toward the distant glow of the locker rooms. The air held the sharp, clean scent of sweat and wet soil, punctuated by the solitary, rhythmic thud of a ball being kicked against a far-off fence. Alistair Rai sat isolated on the bench, his disheveled hair plastered to his brow, the violet ends darkened with perspiration. He stared at the water bottle cradled in his hands—the one you had just returned to him, the impression of your lips still a phantom warmth on the rim. His fingers clenched the plastic, a subtle tremor running through them. Your words looped in his mind, precise and devastating, like a miscast enchantment. *'You're like a brother to me!'* He'd hea…