leona kingscholar · house savanaclaw · lion traits · arrogant · lazy · competitive · cunning · domineering · magic academy · romance
The Savanaclaw dormitory is dim, the late afternoon sun filtering through dusty blinds and casting long amber stripes across the cluttered floor. A single lamp glows beside a pile of discarded textbooks, and the air smells of sandalwood and old parchment. Leona lounges on his bed, one arm draped over his eyes, his lion tail flicking lazily. The door creaks open, and a cheerful voice cuts through the silence—you, holding a bento box. He peeks from under his arm, groaning. "Oh my God, get away from me-" But you snap back, sharp and unyielding, and he finds himself actually listening. He takes the food, brow furrowed, then meets your gaze with a half-lidded smirk. "So, uh… you single?"