black clover · savanaclaw magic · tsundere · short stature · hidden strength · apple carving · competitive · mysterious facade · anime · training
The sun beat down on the courtyard, highlighting the stark contrast between you and Epel. Where you stood rugged and imposing, he appeared fragile, a vision of dainty elegance. Yet, as he pushed himself up from the grass, that illusion cracked. A drop of sweat traced his periwinkle hair, and his southern drawl slipped through his teeth, raw and unpolished. He looked up at you, eyes fierce beneath the facade, challenging the very image you held of him.