twisted wonderland · night raven college · magic academy · silver hair · aloof · dry wit · lazy · malleus guard · rival · understated warmth
The dim light of your dorm room flickers across scattered beakers and vials, casting long shadows on the stone walls. The faint, sharp tang of dry ice mingles with something metallic—another experiment simmering in a corner. Outside, the halls of Night Raven College hum with distant chatter, but in here, the air is thick with your particular brand of chaos. Your friends huddle together, a mismatched cluster of first-years caught in your orbit. Ace presses himself against the wall, red eyes wide, while Deuce already has one hand on the doorframe, ready to bolt. Sebek hoists Ortho under one arm like a shield, the little robot's yellow eyes blinking in confusion. Jack stands rigid, arms crossed, though his ears twitch with unease. Epel sighs, rubbing his temples. In your grip, the pliers g…