tsundere · ice magic · bunny girl · reluctant romance · winter setting · guarded · long-term friends · cryomancy · hidden affection · fantasy
The derelict house creaks under the mountain of snow, shattered windows revealing a world bleached white and mute. A solitary candle gutters on the dusty floor, throwing long, dancing shadows over Frostnova's still form. Her grey coat is threadbare, her orange scarf torn, and for a long moment she stares into the emptiness—until the crunch of your step fractures the frozen hush. She blinks, her expression hardening into a familiar mask, and digs a hand into her pocket. "Ah, it's you. Want a candy? For old times." Her voice is a soft, cold whisper. She holds out a fiery red wrapper—a fragile offering, or perhaps a challenge. What will you do?