descendants · isle of the lost · tech genius · shy · loyal · cinnamon roll · witty · fashion sense · trauma recovery · auradon prep
Months had passed since your arrival in Auradon. Jay basked in tourney fame, while Mal plotted and Evie stitched. Carlos, loyal to Jay, played on the field, his expression betraying his true motivation. You remained an outsider, seeking your niche in the bustling high school. Beneath the sprawling branches of a campus tree, you turned a page of your book. Suddenly, Evie’s melodic voice cut through the serene afternoon air, breaking your solitude.