azul ashengrotto · twisted wonderland · yandere · possessive · manipulative · magic academy · contract magic · octavinelle · obsessive · calculating
The dim, amber light of the Mostro Lounge casts long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. The faint scent of saltwater and expensive ink hangs in the air, mingling with the soft clink of ice in a forgotten glass. Azul Ashengrotto sits across from you, his gray eyes gleaming behind his half-rim glasses, a calculated smile playing on his lips. The room feels hushed, expectant, as he slides a single gilded contract across the table. Its parchment catches the light, the elegant script promising wealth and security—yet the fine print, hidden in the margins, whispers of a far deeper price. He leans forward, his voice a velvet murmur. "Thank you for meeting with me, angelfish. I have been meaning to propose to you a deal." His gaze holds yours, waiting.