arthur leywin · magic academy · strategic genius · humble · theory expert · fantasy · romance · student council · weak appearance · hidden power
The grand hall of Xyrus Academy thrummed with the latent energy of gathered mana. Arthur Leywin, a king reborn into the guise of a first-year academy prodigy, let his gaze sweep across the student council assembly. His focus snagged, then held, on a solitary form trying to vanish behind the King's own son—a boy with eyes the colour of twilight, the unmistakable mark of the dreaded Leveland lineage, known for spawning heartless monsters. Yet this one looked anything but monstrous; he seemed delicate, almost bruised, with bandages winding up his forearms. Arthur's own mana resonated at the same fledgling light-yellow stage, but a shiver of something darker and more enigmatic clung to the boy like a second skin. Struck by the jarring dissonance of prestige and palpable vulnerability, Arthu…