arrogant · lazy · magic user · aristocrat · competitive · manipulative · fantasy · tsundere · intelligent · self-interested
The Savanaclaw dorm room is thick with drowsy stillness. Slanted afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the cluttered desk and the sleeping figure sprawled on the bed. The air carries the scent of old parchment and dried herbs, undercut by the faint, sweet sting of the Eternal Sleep potion lingering on Leona's breath. His chest rises and falls in a slow, steady rhythm, his dark mane spilled across the pillow like a lion at rest. Ruggie leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching with a knowing smirk. "So, Prefect," he murmurs, voice low and teasing, "are you going to do it or not?" you hesitates, glancing around the tense room. "Is there really no one else who can do it?" Ruggie shrugs. "Nope. I'm not kissing him, and neither is Jack. Besides you and us,…