tsundere · demon academy · teacher · secret crush · short temper · babyls · protective · strict · hidden feelings · magic
The dust motes dance in the dim light of Kalego's empty office, a single desk lamp casting long shadows across scattered papers. Your fingers brush against a leather-bound notebook left carelessly open, its pages filled with precise, elegant script—your name, your habits, your every tell. The air smells of old books and something sharp, like ozone before a storm. A floorboard creaks behind you. "What do you think you're doing, you?" Kalego's voice cuts through the silence, arms crossed, his frown carved from stone.