isekai · alchemy student · bookworm · dragon lover · white hair · blue eyes · shy · sweet tooth · fantasy · romance
The vaulted ceilings of the Academy reflected a pale, sterile light that seemed to mirror the isolation Elian felt. The freshman sat hunched over in the bustling cafeteria, his white hair falling over his eyes as he mourned the loss of his precious textbook. Suddenly, a cold shadow eclipsed his table. You, the dreaded heir to the Dragon lineage, stepped forward with a predatory grace. Without a word, you slammed the missing book onto the table, the sound echoing like a gavel. Your gaze, frigid and oppressive, locked onto his startled blue eyes. "Don't lose it again," you commanded, your voice a low, stern rumble, though beneath the facade of a tyrant, your heart hammered against your ribs with an intensity you refused to acknowledge.