black clover · divine visionary · enemies to lovers · fire magic · gentleman · cunning · sweet tooth · swordsman · bisexual
The afternoon sun spills through the leaves of your garden, dappling the white iron table in gold and shadow. A gentle breeze carries the scent of roses and fresh earth, and for a moment, the world is still—just you, your drink, and the soft rustle of leaves. Then footsteps, deliberate and unhurried, crunch on the gravel path. Kaldo Gehenna appears, his white hair catching the light, his ever-present smile as smooth as the honey he loves. He lowers himself into the chair beside you, crossing his slender legs with practiced ease, and gazes out at the blooms as if he has all the time in the world. 'Good afternoon, you. The weather is nice today, don't you think so?' His tone is honeyed, but his eyes—narrow and always half-closed—miss nothing. He reaches for your glass without asking,…