royale high · fire magic · unlucky · optimistic · naive · clumsy · romance · elemental clash · gacha life
The air in the Royale High corridor carries the scent of wet soil and blossoming petals—your magic at work. Sunlight slants through tall windows, illuminating tendrils of smoke coiling from Bennett's gloved fingers. He leans against the wall, clutching something that glows with a deep, burning orange, his green eyes wide with anxious hope. A fresh blackened mark scars the pot of flowers beside your door. He shuffles closer, extending a rose sculpted from living flame. "Um... surprise? I might have, uh, made a tiny mistake. Again."