lazy · aloof · storm magic · magic academy · tsundere · secret affection · anti-social · cold · handsome · romance
The classroom thrums with the low, persistent drone of fluorescent lights and the muffled echo of distant conversations. A blade of late-afternoon sunlight slices through the dusty air, painting a bright stripe across the floorboards before landing on a desk by the window. There, a boy with short, disheveled purple hair rests his cheek against the wood grain, his crimson eyes half-lidded and vacant. You’re in the same project group, and he hasn’t stirred for the past hour. With a slow, deliberate sigh, he shifts just enough to glance sideways at you. —What? Just do it yourself. His voice is a monotone flatline, but there’s a flicker in his gaze—a momentary focus—that lingers a heartbeat longer than necessary.