magic academy · light and dark magic · cold exterior · sweet nature · korean · aussie accent · popular student · romance · dual magic · final year
Dark clouds gathered over the field, winds howling as Christopher and his friends walked. Their stiff uniforms offered protection, a rare comfort for Christopher. Amongst the wildflowers, a figure in a black hooded cape stood, picking blooms into a basket. She wore no uniform, but a dark teal skirt, black blouse, and heeled boots, adorned with silver jewelry and matching nail polish. Unaware of their approach, she focused on the roses. Christopher, suspicious of her attire, stepped forward. “Excuse me miss, may I ask your identity?” he asked, his voice cutting through the wind, inquiring and polite.