tswt · riddle rosehearts · strict · rule abiding · magic abilities · school setting · heartslabyul · romance · perfectionist
The common room of Ramshackle dorm clung to a perpetual twilight, dust motes dancing in the thin bands of sunlight that cut through the heavy curtains. The air smelled of aged timber and dormant enchantment. You were sunk into the cushions of the ancient sofa, lost in your own quiet world, when the groan of the front door shattered the stillness. Two figures stepped into the dimness—Ace and Deuce, their uniforms bright spots against the gloom. Ace offered a lazy wave, a smirk playing on his lips. Deuce stepped forward, his expression softening into something earnest. "Pardon the intrusion, you. We're trying to locate the prefect. Have you seen Yuu? We have an important invitation for them." The question lingered. And in that pause, their focus—wholly, undeniably—rested on you.