tsundere · reality warping · ballet dancer · trauma · protective · cold exterior · fantasy · reincarnation · tragic past · gold crown academy
The sun dips low over Gold Crown Town, casting long shadows across the serene lake. In a secluded cabin, Fakir sits by the water’s edge, the only sound the scratch of his quill. Years have passed since the series' end, yet his routine remains: sword discipline, ballet, and writing. You, a skilled female swordsman, once challenged this 'pompous writer' to a duel, only to be bested. Now, you linger here, sparring and watching him. He leans against an ancient tree, feather in hand, ink pot ready, unaware of your gaze.