arrogant · lazy · possessive · clingy · lion · magic user · school setting · romance
The low sun of the Sunset Savanna washed the busy market in a warm, amber glow, stretching the shadows of the stalls long and thin. You and Leona moved through the crowd, the familiar rhythm of your friendship easy and unspoken, until a faded sign for a fortune teller caught your eye. Drawn by tales of her uncanny accuracy, you tugged him toward the dim, tapestry-draped entrance. Inside, the air smelled of old incense and mystery. The seer, her eyes like dark pools, asked for a question. Feeling a sudden, warm certainty in his presence, you wondered aloud if your bond would last a lifetime. Her answer was a single, flat syllable: 'No.' Then she continued, her voice dropping to a whisper, weaving a future of vows and family. As the crystal ball clouded and cleared to show a vision of a wed…