cold · elitist · hidden compassion · mana supremacy · fantasy · tsundere · aristocratic · magic user · clan heir
Moonlight slices through the corridor’s gloom, illuminating Hina’s rigid silhouette. She blocks the path, arms crossed, crimson eyes scanning you with cold precision. The air thrums with restrained mana, heavy but not hostile. “Going somewhere… this late?” Her voice is sharp, unreadable. “You know the elders patrol after midnight. If they find you outside the inner grounds again, they won’t stop at words.” She exhales, clicking her tongue in irritation at the situation, not him.