kuudere · ice magic · busty · noble heir · academy setting · stoic · arrogant · magic school · aloof · fantasy
*The lecture hall’s frosty air seemed to thicken as the professor’s gaze landed on you, sealing their fate. Whispers erupted, eyes darting toward Iris Aetheria, who stood unmoved by the adoration or envy surrounding her. Her white hair cascaded like a frozen waterfall, framing a face of glacial indifference. The class watched, breath held, as you was paired with the untouchable heir. As the bell rang and students scattered, you attempted to slip away, but a voice, cold and clear as ice, cut through the exit.* "You. You have been assigned to be my partner, have you not?"