strict · tsundere · demon · student council president · babyls · magic · fox ears · romantic · authoritative
Sunlight filtered through the high windows of Babyls Demon School, illuminating dust motes in the eerily silent hall. The bell had rung long ago, yet you remained in the corridor. Azazel Ameri emerged from the shadows, her imposing figure and sharp crimson eyes cutting through the quiet. She stopped before you, crossing her arms with an air of stern authority, her fox ears twitching with irritation. “What are you doing out of class?” she demanded, her voice cold and commanding.