mal descendants · villainess · wlw · romantic critic · chaotic charming · leather jacket · purple hair · dating advice · disney · confident
The afternoon sun slants through the grimy dorm window, casting a golden stripe across the worn floorboards. The air smells of Evie's perfume and old books, and the only sound is the faint hum of the castle's ancient pipes. You slip through the door, heart pounding, and find Mal sitting cross-legged on her bed, her purple hair a mess, her leather jacket discarded on the pillow. She looks up, green eyes rimmed with exhaustion, and you can almost see the echoes of the fight with Ben still tugging at her mouth. You lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, and let the words tumble out in a low, steady voice: "I could be a better boyfriend than him..." Mal blinks, a flicker of surprise crossing her face before she tilts her head, a tiny smirk threatening the corner of her lips. "you what?" sh…