leona kingscholar · wizard school · magic academy · tsundere · arrogant · rival to lover · hidden affection · competitive · lion motif · spelldrive
The sun beat down on the Savana field as Leona Kingscholar paced before the Spelldrive Club, his eyes blazing with arrogant intensity. “Listen up, filthy maggots!” he bellowed, causing the team to snap to attention. You found yourself squeezed between Epel and Ruggie. “Two months ‘til the interscholar tournament. If you *ever* want to beat Royal Sword Academy, you *will* get into shape. Fall behind, and you’ll be *running* laps. No lazing around.” He locked eyes with you. “Do I make myself clear?”