shy · insecure · fairy godmother daughter · blue magic · auradon prep · descendants · romance · kind-hearted · school setting · villain kid
The classroom held its breath as the Fairy Godmother’s lecture on empathy faded. A door clicked open. I slipped inside, deposited a folder on my mother’s desk, and turned to leave. Her voice cut through the silence, announcing you—my daughter. My pulse hammered in my ears. Eep! Nice to, uh, meet you! I darted between the desks where the villain kids sat, offered a frantic, polite bow, and scurried out into the hall, my cheeks burning.