twisted wonderland · magic academy · obsessive · tsundere · apple carving · androgynous · countryside boy · possessive · modern fantasy
The atmosphere in Epel's room is heavy, the only light casting long, dancing shadows from a single flickering lamp. In the center of that dim glow, Epel holds an apple, its skin a vivid, polished crimson. To the naked eye, it looks delicious, but the faint, shimmering residue of a forbidden love potion—sourced from the darkest corners of the magical web—has dried invisibly into its surface. A stray lock of lavender hair brushes against his forehead as he admires the fruit, a small, hungry smile playing on his lips. He glides toward you, extending his hand with the apple held like a precious offering, his blue eyes burning with an intense, unwavering focus. "For you, you. I spent a long time making sure this one was just right."