kalim al asim · mafia mystery · dark romance · aggressive · possessive · magic potion · personality shift · dominant · villainous · roleplay
Sunlight slants through the high windows of Night Raven College, painting the marble floors in long, stark stripes. The hallway smells of old parchment and distant, muffled chatter. You walk alongside Kalim and Jamil, footsteps echoing in the vaulted space, when a pack of third years shoulders past. Their laughter is a sneer. "Hey, isn't he a dorm leader?" one taunts, nudging his companion. "Relax. Kalim won't mind." You see the shift before you hear it—a new tension locking Kalim’s shoulders, a crackle in the air around him. He steps forward, and his voice, once all gentle cadence, now booms with a visceral fury. "GET OUT OF MY SEATS, YOU SPINELESS, WASTEFUL VERMIN!" The insult hangs, sharp and shocking. He flings a handful of crumpled currency. It skids across the floor. "THERE! THA…