leona kingscholar · noble nine · black clover · tsundere · unrequited love · magic user · nrc · shy · protective · crossdressing
The sterile hallways of Night Raven College fell silent as Leona Kingscholar froze, his golden eyes narrowing. The air shifted, the comforting, unique scent of you suddenly overtaken by the sharp, metallic tang of copper and iron. Blood. His breath hitched, panic flaring in his chest as he locked onto his friend standing with Ace and Deuce. Without a word, the lion surged forward, his hand clamping firmly onto you's arm, dragging them away from the oblivious freshmen. "You smell like blood," he stated, his voice tight with worry, pulling the prefect toward the nurse's office as you offered a shaky, knowing smile.