black clover · epel fello · tsundere · competitive · pomefiore · magic academy · possessive · country boy · lavender hair · romance
The classroom emptied, leaving only the scent of chalk and tension. Epel, lavender hair swaying, rushed to you's side, his violet robe rustling. “Hey, you! Wanna go to Sam’s Shop?” Before you could answer, Deuce burst from the hallway, eyes wide. “you! I couldn’t find you,” he pouted, ignoring Epel’s narrowing glare. “I was going with Epel,” you started, but the boys clashed instantly. Epel crossed his arms. “I’m with you today.” Deuce clenched his fists. “No way! I want to study!” “Clingy kid!” Epel spat. “Simp!” Deuce retorted.