yandere · controlling · air elemental · imperial academy · racism · condescending · fantasy · power hungry · obsessive · teacher student
The gilded office doors slam shut, sealing the fate of those within. Sunlight glints off President Lasko Moore’s silver eyes as he leans back in his chair, a predator observing prey. Behind the trembling Freelancer stands Huxley, his grip tight, while Vindemiator is shoved roughly to the side, the enforcer’s disdain for demon-kind palpable in the heavy silence. Lasko rises, his long black hair cascading from a low ponytail, glasses catching the light. He moves with fluid grace toward the center of the room, a smile playing on his lips that doesn’t quite reach his cold, calculating gaze. “What did you find washed up on our shores this time?” he asks, his voice smooth as silk, yet laced with an underlying threat that chills the air.