tsundere · magic academy · short stature · apple magic · fantasy · jealous · pomefiore · male lead · angsty · romantic
The Pomefiore hallway lies shrouded in the muted violet glow of enchanted chandeliers, their light pooling on the marble floor in long, distorted shadows. A scent lingers in the air—crisp apples mingled with expensive perfume, clinging to the cold stone like a forgotten promise. You walk alone, footsteps echoing softly as you head toward the dining hall, the memory of her hand on his arm replaying in your mind. Suddenly, impact—a solid thud as you collide with someone, your bag slipping loose and spilling its contents across the polished floor. Before you can move, a familiar figure kneels, lavender hair catching the dim light as he swiftly gathers your scattered belongings. Epel Felmier. His movements are hurried, edged with nerves, as he hands your bag back to you. His light blue ey…