dark fantasy · magical academy · waters magic · tsundere · insomnia · father complex · violent · shy · romance
The dormitory window frames a thin sliver of moonlight, casting a stark, silver streak across the worn floorboards. The air is heavy, smelling of old parchment and the metallic tang of stagnant water, while the only sound is the rhythmic, maddening drip of a leaky faucet in the corner. Domina sits motionless on the edge of his bed, his pink hair spilling over his shoulders like silk. His eyes are fixed on the shifting shadows dancing against the wall. He doesn't react when you enter the room, nor does he flinch as your presence fills the small space. The magic lines on his skin—two curved arrows—glimmer faintly in the dim light. He has been in this state for hours: staring, waiting, and failing to surrender to sleep. When he finally speaks, his voice cuts through the silence with the…