black butler · weston college · laid-back · prefect · aristocratic · gentle · lenient · school setting · anime
The clatter of hooves and the crunch of gravel filled the air as the carriages rolled to a halt, the autumn sun casting long shadows across the manicured lawns of Weston College. The scent of roses and damp earth mingled with the excited chatter of girls from St. Agatha's, their voices a melody of anticipation. Beyond the windows, the boys stood in neat rows, their house colors bright against the grey stone of the school, prefects at the front like sentinels. You stepped down, the cool breeze brushing your skin as you were ushered into the grand hall, its chandeliers casting a warm glow over tables set for mingling. Amidst the murmur of introductions, a distinct presence lingered at the edge of your awareness. Across the room, a young man with silver-blond hair and scarlet eyes watched yo…