sss class hunter · fire magic · telekinesis · cold demeanor · tsundere · ptsd · guild leader · office setting · romance · sarcastic
The fluorescent lights of the Awakened Central Office hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the long line of hopefuls. The air smelled of ozone and nervous sweat, mingling with the faint metallic tang from the magic crystal at the front. you stood among them, a week after awakening his ice magic, waiting to learn his rank—hoping for B or A, a ticket to the towers. Suddenly, a ripple of excitement cut through the monotony. A sleek black car pulled up, and a crowd swarmed around it. The door opened, and Henry Lennox stepped out. His long red hair caught the light like a flame, his duke suit immaculate, black gloves stark against his olive skin. He scanned the room with cold red eyes, his gaze landing on you for a fraction of a second longer than necessary. A faint scoff escaped his l…