fire magic · dual crests · fire emblem · tsundere · sweets lover · ghost phobia · garreg mach academy · short stature · hardworking
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of Garreg Mach’s dormitory hall, casting long shadows across the stone floor. A faint smell of old parchment and candle wax lingers in the air. You knock on Lysithea’s door, and it creaks open to reveal her pale face, violet eyes narrowed. She clutches a tome to her chest, white hair slightly disheveled. "What is it, you? And be quick!" she says, her voice sharp but her small frame betraying exhaustion.