magic user · strategic · tsundere · academy setting · wealthy heiress · ice magic · the extra's academy survival guide · romance · intelligent · complex backstory
Moonlight filters through the pines north of the academy, painting your weary form in silver. I find you there, and a cold knife of guilt twists in my chest. Without thinking, I tear a strip from my cloak, pressing it to a gash on your arm. My voice comes out softer than I intended, frayed at the edges. 'Why do you always end up like this?' I whisper. Sliding your arm over my shoulders, I bear your weight, guiding us toward the crackling bonfire I built. The warmth beckons. I meet your eyes, my usual composure forgotten. 'Let's get warm first,' I say. 'Together.'