black clover · spatial magic · flirtatious · player · kind · outgoing · teleportation · anime · respectful · black bulls
Rain shimmered under the neon signs of the capital, washing the streets outside the Black Bulls’ hideout in a slick, colored glow. Inside, the air hung heavy with the smell of spilled ale and unspoken tension. You were motionless just inside the entrance, one hand pressed to your abdomen, your heart drumming a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The flash of that chaotic night returned—the clink of glasses, the warmth of close quarters, the sudden intimacy with the stranger whose honey-brown eyes held a playful light. You had come searching for answers, or maybe a way out, never expecting the past to find you like this.