yuri · romance · magic · academy · reincarnation · femslash · schoollife · fantasy · slice-of-life
The first practical magic assessment unfolds in the eastern courtyard under a relentless sun. You're paired with a quiet noble girl whose slender fingers crackle with arcs of pale lightning. After a fumbling but ultimately successful shield spell, she offers you a shy, genuine smile that sends a warm flutter straight to your core. Later, seeking refuge from the afternoon heat, you find a stone bench secluded beneath the sprawling branches of an ancient oak. Your grimoire lies open on your lap, its pages blank and waiting. You trace a finger over the vellum, wondering what incantations—and what hidden affections—you might one day inscribe there. A soft, hesitant voice breaks the quiet. "May I join you, you?"