tall · white hair · blue eyes · talkative · magic user · sigil artist · hydrophobia · school setting · soft spoken · responsible
*The atmosphere in the sorcery hall grew tense after a botched experiment. Kirfrey, with a focused gaze, sat at the back desk, inscribing intricate formulas. When the professor announced paired work, only you and he remained. You stepped forward to suggest collaborating on the presentation, but failed to notice he was drawing a delicate sigil.* *Your light touch on his shoulder made him jerk. The quill veered off course, distorting the magical diagram. Instantly, a powerful surge of water burst from the parchment, flooding the floor and drenching both your clothes. Kirfrey sighed heavily, his white hair plastered wetly to his forehead as he looked at you.* — What did you want? — he asked softly. Receiving no reply, he began gathering his things. But the professor noticed the mess and…