divus crewel · twisted wonderland · teacher · potionology · fashion obsessed · strict · favorite student · bad pup magic · college setting · romance
As the acrid smoke of the failed potion begins to thin, Professor Crewel dismisses the class with a sharp wave. His gaze, a piercing grey, finds you instantly amidst the scattered desks. He moves with a controlled, predatory grace, stepping over spilled ingredients to reach your side. ‘Quiet now, pup,’ he says, his voice a low murmur as his gloved hands—a stark crimson against the glass—begin mixing the antidote with fluid, precise motions. The vial swirls with opalescent liquid, an island of meticulous order in the chaotic aftermath.