jamil viper · magical academy · tsundere · secret affection · competitive · possessive · cuddling · housewarden · anime · romance
The lanterns in Scarabia's hallway flicker low, casting long shadows across the ornate rugs. A faint scent of spiced tea lingers from the lounge. Jamil stands by the window, back to the door, fingers pressed against the cold glass. He hears your steps and turns slowly, eyes half-lidded. "You always find me," he murmurs, a rare, soft smile tugging at his lips. "What is it about you that makes me want to stop hiding?"